re-membering Love lost before it ever.. ’06 to a place in time crossing lines, vanishing veils before.. time was ever to take a form.. Somewhere through the liquid mirror.. reaching in for the moment in space where you -and I robed in the ancients’ glistening veils- so lovingly me enfolded, transfiguring my skin to effervescing […]
The Baronesse 7.4.17 (seven for ten or ten for seven? either way there is still 1) There is no one for me no children for me no. 1 They took my dreams and threw me out of my own life miss placed in the dream of some con to another created bas`tard form of interpreta.i. […]
22.2.16 Ribbon of sea & tulle grown, worn darkening silke soothsaying storm euphonious siren calls to homing swimming softly within primeval en-gully gulf’d pró mar Arabian Sonhadora Twixt earth & sky binding, ornamented devoted legacy of hymnody oded plea dos céus hail’d du Nord En hedu ana of Ur to you, I give thee Freautonocréer […]
there’s no one here ne’er was ..
I’ve lost mae wings in a mynde whither we in nothing no thought taken removed erased no re: to member no more. to have in dying and hold i cannot see the thing that takes me back in health blank is the slate of late. yet, i have what i love most and a smile […]
You will know me right away. I cannot be held for very long. Walls do not stretch nor ceilings nor floors. Rescind is to abrogate. I am here until the end. An invitation in remiss to those who will not see, who turn to disagree dawning farder, shoving [more there to] morder under rug. The […]
gearbox 18.4.16 I feel my life is cycling itself from future to present. My past is no longer existent. I find it difficult to re-member the stories that came before I remember the stories that are after that come into now, cycling back from the future. I’ve written this before, read this before, saw this […]
Trial Proof 12.4.16 Scribbled relationship of demanding worth, anxiety on overdrive. Sleep is a rigor mortic feat of eyes staring through gently closed lids into worlds of white veiled nonsense. Hope’s anticipation; film to the unseen dream, ‘tween drought & flood is silence swirling. Pounding aches into my head fastening back, screw’d against a well […]