Hypnagogia:
The green fairy is dancing surreptitiously in the spring moonlight
This bitter reprieve fills the mind like the cold waters of sound
a lullaby like a Calliope in the distance...
Mnemosyne calls to drink from the river Lethe
is it all but illusory … this predestination for ecstasy and gloom
reaching out to the candle in the dark
"the world forgetting, by the world forgot"
Escapist:
Cynicism keeps me well
and I hear a distant bell
as I toil through the grounds...
I seek solace in noise
the chaotic babble is neurotic and void
But there is no release.
I am accosted by beggars and priests
voraciously feeding on spectres of dreams
as disciples of pigeons peck at my feet.
Insomniac:
Shiver shudder, huddled with cold
Breath of indecision
muddling the complications of waking existence
drifting for days between half-truths and lies
Embryonic daze
floating aimlessly through haze
Dreams of deluge, delirium
ramble on, intellect
I spite you
and swallow another pill as I sweat for my sins.
Argent Sea:
This enrapturing sky
entrances my being yet murders my soul
crucifying denial and conscious rationale.
Extrapolating values
coming and going
undue undulations
passion-by-sea and enamouring embrace
mischief awakens, post-haste
time bleeds away
as the sun sets on fundamental desires.
Silver streams as she splashes in this sea
her lips parting for a virulent smile
across the pale features
tasting salted air as currents swell
The gown a white shroud blows fervid and freely
this humidity as it clings to redolent skin.
Desire is attributed wounding pleasure
Her renewed expression blurs illusion with reality
immortalizing our affair of this flesh.
Captivating irises dispel temporal thoughts
As the ocean takes possession
like an alluring puppeteer
controlling contorting
my vivid encounters
she calls to me with ivory skin
and we speak but say nothing.
The green fairy is dancing surreptitiously in the spring moonlight
This bitter reprieve fills the mind like the cold waters of sound
a lullaby like a Calliope in the distance...
Mnemosyne calls to drink from the river Lethe
is it all but illusory … this predestination for ecstasy and gloom
reaching out to the candle in the dark
"the world forgetting, by the world forgot"
Escapist:
Cynicism keeps me well
and I hear a distant bell
as I toil through the grounds...
I seek solace in noise
the chaotic babble is neurotic and void
But there is no release.
I am accosted by beggars and priests
voraciously feeding on spectres of dreams
as disciples of pigeons peck at my feet.
Insomniac:
Shiver shudder, huddled with cold
Breath of indecision
muddling the complications of waking existence
drifting for days between half-truths and lies
Embryonic daze
floating aimlessly through haze
Dreams of deluge, delirium
ramble on, intellect
I spite you
and swallow another pill as I sweat for my sins.
Argent Sea:
This enrapturing sky
entrances my being yet murders my soul
crucifying denial and conscious rationale.
Extrapolating values
coming and going
undue undulations
passion-by-sea and enamouring embrace
mischief awakens, post-haste
time bleeds away
as the sun sets on fundamental desires.
Silver streams as she splashes in this sea
her lips parting for a virulent smile
across the pale features
tasting salted air as currents swell
The gown a white shroud blows fervid and freely
this humidity as it clings to redolent skin.
Desire is attributed wounding pleasure
Her renewed expression blurs illusion with reality
immortalizing our affair of this flesh.
Captivating irises dispel temporal thoughts
As the ocean takes possession
like an alluring puppeteer
controlling contorting
my vivid encounters
she calls to me with ivory skin
and we speak but say nothing.
