A pall of violent legacy eroded
On a pulsing soul train spike
engraved homeward bound I wish I were
Drawing up the smoky red wisps into the umber twilight
as dusk makes a positive I.D. of the dark?s approach
my thumb comes down and floods warm and ecdysiastic
Momentarily and involuntary knee buckling brainstem
Mu 1 reception very very welcome
Sitting shivasana collapsed easily like
a drooling porched hick
Gone wishes taken away
return in the lambent dawn of discomfort
recrudescing esurient and un-stoppable
Comme il faut as it always will be the inevitable reverie
unheard, hollow and impossible
Wanna but not gonna
pray for an admission
admonishing a confession
confusing a replete depletion
Repeated, seeded and sated but never abated
Disappointed at how long it took to drown
but most of all by the view on the way down
A cortege of dreams becomes a posse of impossibilities
Paid the cost and got real lost
not very amazing
disgrace to salvage or dredge
for the shadow extends now past the ledge
Bound Oneirism
April 12th, 2006 by Listen & Be Heard · No Comments
Tags: Columns · Poem of the Day · vol 02 issue 23

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