Protean water condensates in the Winter Forest,
Weighing on air
Until it breaks.
Falling to the earth,
To seed the flowers
That do find their roots.
of Good and Evil,
Love and hate,
Linger in the thoughts of Troglodytes.
The gasp sounds
Of a Sunflower in the Winter Forest.
Becoming yellow in a glow,
Open to the music of quiet.
The Flower gulps a last breath and withers alone in the wind.
And the Troglodytes…
Of unfit or the due.
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Photography by eberhard grossgasteiger
Reduced to daily use.
Logos of seeming
Meaning, don’t let us lose them.
Assuage the cycles.
Creation, as long as we use it.
Singular Stupid Perusing Fantasies
Underneath the detail
Reveals a vaster apparition.
Miles; Lines of Encyclopaedic scripture
Adding to the ends of markings
As ancestry falls
From the edge of earthiness
Into the void of esoterism.
All that ever was
Emulating all that is.
Lines of symbols,
Reduced to daily use
As logos of seeming
Don’t let us lose it.
New Track that I chucked together, up on Soundcloud! Lots of layered vocals. Check it out!
Much Love. x
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Biting the sides of gums until they bleed,
My knees are tapping like a Royal rodent’s limp.
Stiff backed rage tries to leave
Tether them together
And simply simply stare red-eyed
Into the tunnel of fate
To seethe production, redemption from regular habit;
Parallel disassociation that blends
Like a thick painful smoke
That kin breathe together.
My legs would take me away for the horizon,
In green where winds blow smooth and wild,
Carrying blessings through blossomed doors from open hearts.
The world would seem a little less Grey that day…
A stream of water to be,
No more volcanoes.
I wrote a song called ‘Stuck In Love’, based on recent events of a passing of a friend of a close friend who was engaged.
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