ENTROPIC bodies wait to separate end and start fall apart PLASTIC IRONY mold and bend do not end CONCISE small nice it doesn’t have to rhyme it might as well POOP alteration assimilation invigoration defecation
Walking by, feeling vibes… I hesitated a moment, and it was good bye. You get 1 shot, do you want it or not?
walking through duskwood i had a feeling like something watching watchout there abomination looking for bat wings and slug gleens what it can pearls of holiness 3 holes a waste and i believe i’ve been there near dragons the portal open to the dream do you want to go and never return options are … Continue reading Blind Vision
Lying there, and now I care, as my heart implodes, erodes, I stare Sick ceiling, empty tiles, and I leave my mind, wandering for miles Into abyss, my life now resides, too late to take away, and no more tries Still I try, try to think, think of dreams, and dream of speech I should … Continue reading Deathbed Visionary
Do it so, planets move You teach me delight, my soul can choose I know hearth and as my mind tumbles Break away into the shadow Heart underwater, free of space Alarming ring, to the pace of dreams Roses grow, a garden of yours Do as you wish, the rain the same … Continue reading Planets Move
It's the gig. It's all there is. Our body, this physical realm, the invisible electromagnetic fields in between, gravity, all forces known and unknown to man. It's more than we can perceive, but what we can perceive is happening. It's what is. Our minds, our experiences, our thoughts, our stories - they are all wrapped … Continue reading The Gig
How are you feeling? This question is almost always misinterpreted. I am feeling angry. I am feeling well. I am hungry. These are answers to the question "What are you feeling?". To answer the question, "How are you feeling?", I must answer the how. I must also define 'feeling'. To be practical, I will define feeling … Continue reading How Are You Feeling?
Where is the world, wordless & wise, for mine are tied right now, and I wish they would be fried, alive, and eaten right there, flesh, bone, and tooth, bare skin to tear, that terrible bear, whose life is naught underneath my stare. I see his eyes collect fluid, as if from the air, then … Continue reading Animosity
My life is an episode of a series never watched I bring no one in to share, no one in to see My soul is hidden from eyes, except my own And they judge
Bury these things, and let your dreams be seen. Can you believe, the power of this eve - Ivy, lovely nature ever rising, feeling, light and binding, I let your body climb and die free.