postulating the availability of a microvisionary outlook...

[mtmynd]

postulating the availability of a microvisionary outlook at 11:14p.m.


like organic alfalfa honey

spilled on a cold concrete floor

i no longer move -

the doors have been sealed with comfort

and the mechanical noises outside

stay there -

polyvisual television screams

thru the muted button

worn from the race to silence -

i sunbathe in the nude

under candlelight of hush

counting binary geckos

seeking a live meal

fed digitally one bit at a time ~

my voice mimicking a keyboard

splintered by jackboots of thought

running loose from my fingertips

reinterpreting santini's black cape

into six twirling dervishes screwing

on a fake persian carpet from mexico.

i no longer choose a path

but opt for deep sleep dreams

at one with my throaty snore.


cecil

[Arcadia]

sweet dreams!!

[Lightning Rod]

the doors have been sealed with comfort

I like this one cec
bold and has good tension

[stilltrucking]

ten four on the tension
thanks for the poem Cecil

[hester_prynne]

utterly fantastic read Cec...

humbled,
H

[mtmynd]

I appreciate the replies. TY!

[judih]

fabulous journey through your mind
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flow with snapshots of thoroughly dense lifeclips