evaporation (of self) can you recall? reaching. without. darkness was knowing how to smile. without. smiling like a canvas with no painter. artless. what do i know? a silence in writing. i physically broke. time. 36 months of panting and turning with no wake up. and no one looked. for me… not even once. i screamed and i smashed. i cracked. a glass cup spilt. it’s ok. i can clean that. clear. gone. a calculated step means no. erase. she...
return to reoccur My path to forward was led. By a(way) - Leaving physical. Beyond direction. Evolving souls have no concept of stay. I burnt down. My world. Ashy reflection. Cites erected. Then, tumbled back down - A body. Fell. Naked. Skin against ground. In a world of amnesia; wings are bound. Taking no form means there’s no way around. Weaving solitude I found re-connect - A desire-less state. Breathing out. In. I cashed in with life years...
Un(til)Re(mind) when? i returned back. and memories answered ways that i left calling. this. on. again. off again antics. a developed pose to fill this place. where? you. assumed any idea of outside. us. like. we declared a musical agreement. could be. ever reached. our fingers were flavored with essence. of eternal. i slept. so many. nights becoming… mo(u)rning. day arrival. i was… cold. inside. sunlight. this heat of stars suddenly shined....
then another one bite s the dust i love getting jaggedly. shoved to a reminder that i have this body shaping to form. i only hope. you have not bothered to believe forever. i forgo(e)t. time before we arrived, i stood up. this t(w)(o)o. counting became how days went by without participate. require. what if there was only one possible? when? the call. dis- ruptures. we stay moving in a cement government. mold. again. i refroze, literally....
outline this. (expression) i moved inside. midnight. like touching: i… walked and resided to find roaming. that discovery… that this physical try incapably accommodates my… what… do you know anyone… who pushed… so… hard… never learned to walk. i saturate. drift. my memories born within. crystal shards. broken, sharp outline. you fold to resist. making shapes. we enlighten reflection. seasonal turns. of what i must produce:...