Cloud 33

When enveloped within her caress
One will have come to master the conception
That blackness isn’t as careless as she seems

Murmuring monotonous nocturnes
To inaugurate safety
And endorse loyalty

Now it is not entirely certain
Whether such knowledge
Is deemed fallacious or authoritative
Though does there exist a plausible reason
For such subjective musings?

Technicolor 3

Daylight has cuffed the forsaken canyons
And as I am just rousing from a fair slumber
Saluted I am by a spectrum strangely colored smoke
Could it be possible that evolution advanced so hastily
The mist that is emitted from her orifice
Remind me of happy, platinum things
May her lips bear more phenomenons

+ It -

It may be a tad blurrier than life
It may be a pinch closer than death
Ironically equality lies upon the cusp of an idea---
It, it, it---
Seems to be great reason for all things;---
A bubble supposedly invented as a means for survival
Be and let be
“It” does not matter

+ Spots -

Occurring throughout the universe,---

much of our desire---

much of our reasoning had become rife

and in our years we felt like stars

celebrated wide and far

+ Screens -

Seven billion motion pictures astir
Though all are taught that they are---
To star in maybe one---
or twenty-eight…

+ Cookies -

Little siren in the scrimpy, black blouse

Sought it is not to hoist cookies before coveted mouths

+ Aftermath -

Beneath these horrid ceilings I hunker

By crooked tones of blackness a slave I am taken

The madness multiplies limitlessly

With the death that is each day & dusk

“We grow in numbers…”

Yes, that was the whisper ringing in my ears

“But fewer a soul within reach stand aware

Glenn [synchronized]

The constant of torment I bare

Anonymous Voice [synchronized]

The constant of torment you bare

Such merciless tones carved so murderously

So provocative yet so tyrannical

Glenn & Anonymous Voice [synchronized]

“To taste again of foreign crucifixion we shan’t;

The grief was far too great before!”

“And but of what authorization do they carry

to smite us as callously as they have?”

“In deep thirst we have been doused;

Lastingly we’ve been branded by the dualism

this troublesome hellion displays”