.
a sirens soldier
ululates undulating thoughts
to only the whisperscreaming empty
crested on a dissolving dune
liquid sand swallowing him
slowly whole
until all that is left
is a cleft mind
in a glass cage
marching a leather salted tongue
that is not his
thoughts of death
brush his shoulder
her swivelling eyes
husked
in a barren chrysalis sun
empty echoes
ache
filling
a pitted stomach
as the starlings scatter
blistered in his
undistilled silence
hanging gardens
succulent with promise
cascade away
before his shimmered eyes
just mirages of myth
incandescent will
vaporises in the lifting veil
of a sand papering shroud
the promises of babylon
squinting away
in the haze of
unstroked cuneiform eyes
.
a soiled catcher in the wry
a soiled catcher in the wry
.homesick. but homeless.
Re: a soiled catcher in the wry
The farther civilization
gets away from its origin,
the closer it seems to drift
to before it existed.
gets away from its origin,
the closer it seems to drift
to before it existed.
Re: a soiled catcher in the wry
exactly.
the further you get away from it
the closer it becomes.
the physical and emotive law
of
for every equal there is an equal and opposite.
the further you get away from it
the closer it becomes.
the physical and emotive law
of
for every equal there is an equal and opposite.
.homesick. but homeless.
Re: a soiled catcher in the wry
it's only physics after all.
go ahead and kick the dirt.
see if it comes back, equal,
opposite, like newton said.
go ahead and kick the dirt.
see if it comes back, equal,
opposite, like newton said.
Re: a soiled catcher in the wry
*wipes the sandstorm from my eyes!
a momentous occasion. trance sending into the action of thoughts electrical pulses.
and moot emotes mooing.
rockon brother.
.homesick. but homeless.
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