INNERsoulTORQUE

Pandemonium reigns, hustle, bustle here and there.
Tumultuous tossing juggles directions of sight and sound.
Assault of senses streaks the Nomad a mindtwist.
Field of vision interrupt.
the Puzzle.
External optical communion initiate.
Churning thought currents flooding fast.
Double inferno ignite.
the Nomad cautious approaches.
the Puzzle cringes from multiple digits tentacled toward.
Contact established, initial repulsion replaced.
the Nomad frowns frustration faces.
Mysteries of ancient enigma unwilling to yield.
Exhilaration radiate, trepidation turned 180°.
the Puzzle unlocked, but mysterious solution unfound.
the Nomad grasps the Puzzle, animate object inanimate.
Dual flesh union combine, synchronous intertwine.
the Nomad cocooned, time births the Thinker, the Nomad nevermore.
the Puzzle solved incomplete.
Intercommunication     bre  akd  ow  n     brings cohesion detonation.
Wrenched clockwork grinds grinds gears, shred metal shards.
the Thinker ponders solution unseen, unheard, untold.
Red tear drains down seared soul.
Crimson paint drip drip, patchwork skin of the Puzzle bathed.
Divergent wills converge, realign the unlike mindmerge.
Symbiosis engages mutual energy transfusion.
the Nomad, the Puzzle, intrawoven parasite arise.
Lightning soulsurge spike renders fantasy light.
the Nomad smiles.
the Puzzle unlocks.
Rotting jigsaw shell decays, crystal ice shattered.
the Puzzle dissolved, within lies the Moonbeam, the Puzzle nevermore.
Divine dance ensues, joy tossed rockets soar heavenward.
And the Thinker kisses the Moonbeam.

That wisp of hair touching your cheek when you turn your head my way...

The sun's heat on my back, and--ohmygoodness I can see...
    You look - my thoughts dance.
    You stare - my heart dissolves.
    You laugh - my face likewise.
    You twinkle - my life turns from death.

There's a Monarch on your shoulder, but myself is gone once again as...
    You move - Who?  What?  When?  Why?  Where?
    You dance - awed, I stumble.
    You fly - dazed, I plummet.
    You twirl - ...i...can't...even...think...

It's raining now and the drops cleanse your skin, but...
    You fall - and there is bright silence.
    You cry - and fire clouds freeze.
    You sing - and solemn wind blows.
    You die - and candle wishes are lost.

As the wind goosebumps my skin you are near, and now I can almost watch...
    You touch - demon night banished.
    You whisper - gold silk veils flutter.
    You breathe - infinite moebius twist-cycle.
    You love - dost thou love?

Oh, but again you are gone and I, eyes-closed dreamer, think of how...
    You will - concrete fortresses crumble.
    You live - heaven angel haven.
    You create - God-given wonderbeauty.
    You are - unreachable.

I will deny what I cannot confess, but I will remember that wisp of hair...
 
 

I.D.K.

I see a mind stamped with nothing.
    I see a life plagued with void.
        I see a hope scattered to the wind.
            I see a doom rising from the black
            Behind you lurks the boy with the hood and
                I can smell
                            the
                            axe.
I hear a heart thumping silence.
    I hear a breath drawn with agony.
        I hear a sparrow flying in the chimney.
            I hear a talon ripping at the sun.
            Above you floats the girl with the cloak and
                                    I will cringe from
                    the
                                              scythe.
I touch a hand chilled by loss.
    I touch a shoulder broken in peace.
        I touch a friend bathed in flame.
            I touch a dragon resting on the breeze.
            Within you breeds the god with no eyes and
                                I will mourn when
                        you
            die,
    but because I am numb
                                           I Don't Know
how to talk to you.

Inhaling the Plague

        You INFEST me.
        You POSSESS me.
I can see your shadow,
        even though you are a ghost.
Your pastels obliterate my overcast;
        the warm embrace of the iceberg host.
I would kneel and kiss your feet,
        if only you'd incline your head.
You are a nova combusting my exile;
        the unraveling spool;
                the entangling thread.

                You INDWELL me.
                You BESPELL me.
I feel the white flag in my soul,
        and the songs which bind my wrists to yours.
Your arms around my neck; your raindrops at my cheek;
        in the distance, scarlet dam water pours.
I am sustained by your drumbeat,
        and the harmony of your crown.
Your emeralds scatter my wishes to the four;
        helpless survivor;
                destined to drown.

                        You CONSUME me.
                        You EXHUME me.
I am the gargoyle until you touch me,
        the moonlight of you baptizing my wings.
You bring the gift of healer's touch;
        fingerprint ridge salvation; two round silver rings.
I sense your peace waging war with my conflict;
        my minions slain by your serpents; the heavenly hiss.
Your tentacles take hold of my protests and cries;
        our cosmos collisions;
                together tethered in the abyss.

gone

We were once tied at
the wrists with lockjawed fingers
gnarled and meshing in out.

Shackles and knots which connected
our hearts could withstand the
downstrain of our gravity pull.

There was a knowing of
the fate and the killer
which swooped from the moon.

I thought your thoughts were
eternally clear but dark gouging
talons slice severed the chains.

Iron metal links bent and
scattered among stones by forces
and pulls from the tremors.

The ground meets my cheek
warm yet pin piercing skin
then waves burn my feet.

I cripple cry but you
are oblivious because you are
GONE
from the lifestage of sun.

The cosmos implodes inward dwelling
reptiles slimeslither out to core
conquered caverns once shining bright.

Far reaching yearning toward phantasms
shrieking and mists of foulness
invading my mind the dusk.

But always I plead and
until there is hope I
FAIL
myself now and without end.

THAT WHICH CANNOT BE

If only I knew where you were I would love you forever.
If only I knew your name I would speak it to the moon.
I wrote you a simple song that you will never hear.
I've woven the words as if you were sitting beside.
I know it was futile but I have no regrets.

If only I had a North Star I would press forward into.
If only I could see your shade I would undertake my quest.
I wrote you a tale that I cannot spin.
I've written the dim past and engraved the bright future.

If only I was strong I would shelter you from the rain.
If only you were weak I would give you my life.
I wrote you a dream that I can't seem to remember.

If only I was alive inside I would give you my breath.
If only I could touch your feet I would kneel and serve.

If only that which cannot be could be.
 
 
 

The virgin whore and the maiden slut

vir(whore)gin
    the darkened curl and the blackened lip,
    enshadowed eye and lengthened lash,
    pitch black nail and engraved skin,
    devil doll teeth and glitterstar strands
    tight-bound heel and criss-cross clothes
    the mirror pierced limb and the pale cross chain
my little girl lost and the guest for her

sl(maiden)ut
    the angelic wing and the glowing eye
    enlightened lash and light bright ring
    white gold robe and pure chaste lip
    bare warm toe and waterfall hair
    unspoiled loin and flower rose held
    the gliding soft flesh and the pale cross chain
my little girl lost and the guest for her

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