World

It will never be

A total

Love thing with

The World,

When voices waft

Behind

Holographic Doors,

Bent to become

Soiled recitations,

Burials planned,

The long hearse called for,

In steeped water

Blackened

To suns

Wasting

Glares

On illicit ocean beds.

Chase

When I feel feline,

Chases seem

Null,

In tail swishes

Boredom glazes

Tiny captures of

Light,

Pulled toward hearths exp lod ing,

Sworn away to

Contemplate where

Boots indent so

Fierce in abandon

Sacred Earth Layers.

Prophecy

Slave Diamonds,

On strums emptying

Their dusted resolve,

When eyes clear me.

Great Lakes,

None travelers communicate

Within

To festive blazes

Stoking peace.

Ice words

Cascading

Gentle genius

Choirs,

Stepped back to

Equate distance acquired

To gold.

Dreams unpolluted

Through feelings

Split

The way

Records turn

Them into

Just one click,

Ending plays

For skips.

Needed wishes

Cradling

Dead expanses,

When candied

Curtains

Mirror to

The Backdrop

Of daydreams set to

S L O W.

Still

BURN

Of a

Card laid down,

Thrice thought,

The cloud beings emerge,

Fountains

Prophecize

In linings of

Angelic winds

Thrown

To breathe

What smoke leaves

The Oceanside Blunt

On moons arrived.

Obsolete

When the FIRE

Washed upon cool chambers

Of inner sanctums

Running ruby silt,

Vacant stares to roads

Leaning STRANGE

Made moons fear the face

They would

Carve obsolete,

To timing on repetitive

Labors

Dulling nerve

UNIVERSES

Tempting ouja

Recollections…

Wayward

Broken moon visage,

Have you any

Love

For wayward souls

On tipped off roads

Floating into

Re-alignment

To their estranged

MaKeR?

Await

Fumigate me one

More time,

Make rise

To stained glass

Suns

Awaiting,

Your leaving,

Smoke gestures bidding,

Dunked in the

Absent tongue.

Tilted

Tilted moon,

Someone’s wayward

Touch,

From incandescence,

Ridden on Dreams

Sound

Placates

Within

Silent orbs…

Garden

With breath,

Float,

Carry on

Sweet son,

Garnered garden

Enveloping

Sundream stature…☮️🌴🍄🌞🌎

Aura

Blood activation,

You trace these doors

To moons,

Solidified face,

What pain is this?

Guitar sweeps

Away to shadows,

Disappearance,

Burst silken,

Lain love

A change,

Refraining

Within the Golden

Aura.

Pulse

Sun fallen to its

Empty chair,

You speak.

Phases tempted to

Extinction,

Lunar pulse.