The Mind and This Pen

These words
Shrouded expansion
Syllabic creation
The mind
And this pen
Bleed feelings
Paint the sky
Hope drenched
Slice open
Emotion
Veins pour
Commotion
Elation.
A coagulation
Of catharsis.
The mind
And this pen
Puncture portals
Holes in parallels
Fracture
The fabric
Ripped to reveal
Shredded light
Streams of heat
Ignite
Epiphany.
The mind
And this pen
Illuminate
Resonate
Raise vibrations
A cacophony
Of frequency
Rising
To heights
Unlimited
This limitless
Domain
Cataclysmic
Ulterior
Interior
Coalescence.
The mind
And this pen
If this 'I'
Can create
Something
That makes
You feel
Something;
Alas
This mind
And this pen
Have not
Danced
In vain.

Sheets of Gold

We are
As sheets
Of gold
Invaluable.
No price
To be named
No prize
To be claimed
Iron ore
Elemental
Particles
Our essence
Requires
No acquiesence
No capitulation
Or devaluation
We are
Molecules
Of perfection
Hence
From another place
That place
Is within
Though
From without.
We are
As sheets
Of gold
Invaluable.
Iron ore
From the mist
We are all
Transient mystics
Hence
From another place.
Hence
From another place.
Elemental,
Essential
We are
As sheets
Of gold.

Cracked Eyes

Cry for me
Cracked eyes
I have always
Read you better
From your sighs
Emotive breath
Outside
Your disguise
I now realize
These
Cracked eyes
Should save their tears
Close
The cascade
Fade
To gray.
Now
Cracked eyes
Open wide
I am awake
And realize
Your disguise
No longer hides
You.
These;
My eyes
Open wide
I am awake.
These;
My eyes
Are now closed
To you.

Past The Wanting

When you go
Past the wanting
Let go
You arrive
Here
Longing
Past the wanting
Let go
Here
Spaceless
Transient
I caress
Your countenance
In swirls of heat
We rise
The ALL dissipates
Yet,
Concentrates
Past the wanting
We
Let go.

OUR RISING

Bound in blood
Bound in tears
Liquid regret
Yet,
We coalesce
Beyond all fears
And in this
Thing;
This dance,
This debacle,
We coalesce
Beyond all fears
We coalesce
Thus,
Manifest
Our rising.

I AM

I AM.
Mindscapes
Perilous.
Labyrinth
Complex.
Vignettes
Paradoxical.
I AM.
The ego
Dualistic
This matrix
Materialistic.
The mirage;
I AM.
The facade;
I AM.
What is the 'I'
Inside this mind?
Outside?
From within?
From without?
I AM.
Yet,
Within
This essence--
THE essence
I AM.
Can there be
A 'we'
Without an 'I'?
Perhaps,
The 'I'
Is the 'we'
Hiding
Inside
Fictitious bounds.
Perhaps,
Alas
I AM...
Not.

I Burn With You

In the river
I burn with you
Cracked flames
Swift current
I flow with you
My supreme healer
Atop the mountain
We float
Serene
Our feet
Never touch the ground
My supreme healer
My heart is open
My hands upturned
I burn with you
I wait
Stoic
Silent anticipation
For your breath
This breath
The breath
Of life
My supreme healer
Our feet
Never touch the ground
I burn with you.

We Dance

Contorted
Sinewy limbs
Contorted
Sweat dripping
We dance.
Symphonic
Melodic
I feel your pain
Eruption near my spleen
We dance
I feel your ecstacy
Rising
Pulsating
We dance
In the rain
In our blood
Cut veins
Amongst beggars
Amongst fools
Amongst patriots
Amongst saints
Contorted
We dance
Until our feet blister
Until our faces hurt
Cracked
Smiles of joy
We dance
Contorted
We dance.

Amidst the Gray

Grace kisses
Closed eyelids
Soft whispers
Inside sighs
The essence
Arises
Amidst the gray
This place
Has no where
No time
No destination
Or limitation
No origination
Or consequence
It is
It was
It shall be
Amidst the gray.
The all is here
Amidst the gray.

In The Fray

Soft
Against all harsh
Supple
Against all stern
Sweet
Against all bitter
Still
Against all frenzy
We lay in shambles
Amidst all ruin
It is here
In the fray
Where
Rebirth lifts
All weary souls
In the fray
All is made new
All is made new.

This Song

Dripping melancholy
From broken eyes
She cries
This song
Clenched throat
Internally bleeding
This song
Weeps
Melodic waves
Vomiting anguish
Gutteral expulsion
Woe unvanquished
This song
Seeps
Dreams
Unrealized
Yet,
We materialize
As we wish
This song
Is
Yet
Unfinished.