How they know your places Tears, mistaken by consolers Past or future, you don’t know How strangers they were In a dream hosted Déjà vu.. They’ve never been there in that shot They now broke into a privacy spot Patting and calming for no point A node of disturbance in the flow Of a lotus… Continue reading Door Keeper
Category: Reflections
Curfew Addicting
After all With one more riddle Such like this, I’m sure am finished. Not sure how long That remained spark will last, and Who is really who! Hadn’t I emptied walls Piled all books in locked Boxes, before hands-off Took to this journey, as though I was an already finished Carved stone? Descendent of a… Continue reading Curfew Addicting
Late Morning Walk
At least exposed to some Looking at what mirrors don’t reflect A hand to feel own veins And eyes to rid off Fluidity refractions. Everything seems to be around you, That’s why everything-ness is respected. Sneaking about walls I had long built May I find a leak, To smuggle implanted peoples Out of my spine…… Continue reading Late Morning Walk
What Is It…
They produced Rabbit-like from their palms And sketched tattoos All around stepping stones They picked and toyed us with Present and future on their backs Haven’t we been there, where Fathers disappear in names of dust, and Mothers seldom pass unknowns! When you feel like it is not, Why care about to found it, a… Continue reading What Is It…
Early Tale
No fainter could it beNear abstractAlmost suckled withBy a fluent ex-citizen, fatherIn his grave still murmuring-…, Perché!? …, Bastardi!More pale in-commonsFor what! The scarecrow,Which is the impaled spearOn the gate, or theShe, who nursed the seven hills,A fortifying walled growth…
But to Swerve
To clean or not to clean The place is A proper excuse Or, another condition to shelve An early morning shower. Wilson is a help mostly, but Not in these issues of destiny. A sweet embarrassment handles A one is set to all, dawn Another seldom emerges From strings, And the third as always guessed… Continue reading But to Swerve
Talking Loose
Sense inputs processed in the nervous system necessitate an output whatever, affects other body systems, the nervous system itself, and outward responses. When one gets lost in the shuffled norms and elusive standards of community culture with a glimpse of belief in some comprehended values concerning life, humanity, mind… can we imagine or estimate the… Continue reading Talking Loose
SO
Like a peacock spreading A burned tail Why not let alone with me All by my guitar Maybe then, you’ll see another, unsuspected With burns move on to throat and tunes My tongue derives Existence and love, from One root of sorrow No trustable, Like a virgin oasis Long before routs and caravans Be Headed… Continue reading SO
Bloom
As Invisible thorns and decays Address any call to none Behind, the mystic blind hunt Neutralizing all breathing’s Pronouns Until they find them, you. Save all to an infant, you may Adopt Too much terrible than a pet. The day you hear them set to go And how lovingly they pack Their toys You feel… Continue reading Bloom
Test Folly
Unidentified wings are mustering To darkening the dome above What am I, To hunt for Piece by piece Speck after speck From between their widening Clouds, A sky! Ain’t it any creature’s right! Unless it’s not a pet Nor a wolf refuses its doggishness.
Scale Fixing 