Tag: narrative

∴ delirium fever
in absence
worlds unraveling

desire

cold sweats and trembling lips
without your touch

i am a wild thirst untamed
by water’s simple relief
or the hum of nights alone

in this tide of you
i drown

floating on the jagged peaks of wanting
and you, pulse
coursing through my veins
a storm to fill this empty sky

and i am lost
in the maelstrom of your everything ∴

∴ pour me another
happenstance
drawn from oaken barrel
to steady the scales
to balance the sweet
with complexity, with depth

through nitrogen-induced
liquid cascades
every atom adrift—
between enspelled spaces
a contact improvisational
adventure unyielding

am i the wayward electron
or stray proton,
seeking chaos (carbonation)
elements in fragments
each meeting
a (re)connection

imbibe
this shaman’s draft
a whimsical
flight of brindled
temporal brews ∴

∴ windows roll’d down
evening’s mist billow’d in—
took pathos out for chimaek feast
(치맥 – Korean fried chicken and beer) |
meal was grand
reminiscing grander

Time! TIME! to go
tab paid
pathos left at the train
hugs exchanged
final waves
on into the brilliant unknown
life braves ∴

∴ at midnight’s edge
tender yipping longing
softens to silence
the fox, eyes of ember-gold
questing for who
his heart hastens for
as she moves painted
with hues of symphonic sky
logo of his desire
burns
with each gaze ∴

∴ tracing her path
along the falling effulgent light
unto the lady of the alderwood
where her fondness
and secrets dwell
infused my heart with spirits
ancient and bright
cast upon me
archeomancy’s mystic spell ∴

∴ i flirt with luck and the strange
perambulating past petroglyphs etched
upon my mind’s mountainous
and abyssal archipelago

alongside their fleshy silent stone veins
my pace quickens, bounding atop
yestermorrow’s heavily forested trails
where opposites unite, tooth-to-flesh-to-claw |

ever the iconoclast and aristocrat renouncer |
i machete through overgrown foliaged falsehood |
reading each thorn’s transcribed scratch
and slice ideograph—indelible marks across me |

in a moment of portent pause
the kestrel’s call shatters the sky
i am transfixed
she’s now arcing towards me
guiding me deeper into the aer of peace
of this collocate aeonian nexus
cocooning my acanth-scarred
and shadowed pelt ∴