They say home is where the heart is
and with a heart full of hate
It won’t let you expatriate to a higher state
Into the Cranial Chaos
(Reposted from recovery)
The blending is taking the stark
making gray
Bold realizations become clouds
the static murmuring, burning bland
When all is heat, then hot has no reference
and cold burns
Interrupt driven
grinding the gears, pushing steam
hold this chaos, hold this mind
a misfire sparks a wildfire and bathes one in the instant glory that leaves ashes
But the come down
post orgasmic tremors
The gray takes over, and there is no set Medelbrot can create to break this constant shade that makes my shade crave escape again.
Like the gray matters in the grey matter.
Blend away
bend until they become the same
break away from this path and just have this moment as we embrace again the inner peace of gathered fragments that is the cranial chaos
That was once our lives
Some Sun, Someone
The sun went down, and the reflection died with the new moon
I don’t know the answers, but they’re going to be inflicted on us soon
Breath like fire and blood is ice. Skin has its own mind.
Crawling out of the throat is the truth, letting sanity unwind.
If we had it to do over again, I would turn reality to ashes.
Instead, we stare into the horrors as the second hand passes
What flesh is this that parts so easily?
Embrace the blade and open to the breeze
The river runs warm
The source begins to freeze
The moon rose again and blankets the earth in reflected grace,
She turned her face away, letting pinpoints watch in her place.
Cataclysmic mother once torn to birth the barren daughter.
cries out in agony for the scars that evolution has brought her.
Penetrated and burned for the blood of those who died before
She hopes their suffering will end, and she can cry no more.
What flesh is this that parts so easily?
Embrace the blade and open to the breeze
The river runs warm
The source begins to freeze
We crave to claim and walk again on another mother in the sky
Who’s only child mishapen can barely stand to fly
Captured over to witness metal insects crawl her skin
The cycle of her sister will one day start again
But these ashes will drift forever on the cosmic ice
Considered the path but did not consider twice
What flesh is this that parts so easily?
Embrace the blade and open to the breeze
The river runs warm
The source begins to freeze
Drained in Lies
Blinded by piles of pursued acquisitions
Running headlong into coming attrition
A maze to amaze from the things on which we graze
No depth, just breadth, high enough to block vision
Effort is energy, but not always progress
Movement is agitating, and often, we regress
Vibrations that phase in the ways the game plays
It is never obligated to bring about redress
Silence is golden, but not if we’re deaf
Listening is impossible if no tools are left
All the lies for which we prise the tympanic caul
Ripping out until the noise stops and we’re bereft
Anhedonia is not a form of peace
Falling to our death is not a release
A rictus they inflict us is not benedictus
We are naked and alone, but now without fleece
Hung by the Achilles, we’re shaved and then drained
For our lives and time, we are deceived and detained
Give up all you have is how we are trained
To support the parasitic idea they’ve ingrained
Silence is not consent
But it will not protect
When the dragons are hungry
And the pigs are erect
The parasite will never be satisfied
So it must be destroyed
Fire and steel and minds be deployed
Against the idea that meaning is to be employed.
Onyx in the sky
Onyx taking what was given
a substrate smothered, suffocated
taking and forming
building a shining soul
Newly formed and lustrous
becoming a jewel from layers thrown
a broken threshold a flash
The lights in an instant are stole
both sides to the light
to be formed in the dark
to face layers and come out glowing
Destroyed in a moment
of ongoing torment
The running waters want to go not knowing
Another star blooms in tension
when the tether is cut
rising out of the horror we’re facing
the night folds around
and holds out the beauty
so we can see one last love embracing
