|
2005-01-22 - arise sing
soundscapes no drapes vertical venetian blinds there in the back of my mind a lapse of space warp time and soon I find that I'm right brain thinking inverse sinking rising to occasion safe from the invasion that once did plague my soul that loss of vague control I don't know but it seems to me we're not all we're supposed to be outbound in our searching trains of thought keep lurching metal scraping tracks settle back, relax, feel the vibe unsuscribe from the zines that don't quite jibe with the resonance inside the chord that strums the flowing tide move in, spread out, subside... two steps forward, one step back one more bead drawn from the sack sands of time sift softly down landing in a heap around the basin of my mind that is where you'll find displacement of once inert air the contour of what isn't there a sacrifice of what's not mine an essence undefined surrounding currents charge, enact upon the surfaces intact and stimulate the stillness here objectively they interfere with contemplation drivers deep sea rescue divers reciprocals of photon packets equal and opposite tennis rackets all analogies break down here in this place where I draw near to this source of closure and trade all false composure it's then I see the curtain's torn the oil is poured forth from the horn the gates are open wide the treasure is inside and all that I could ever dream has come to me through this one stream the source of composition enforcing this rendition of many drawn to one and shining like the sun in sunset skies of love spirits raised above terrestrial time zones with shades and pleasant tones and words which create peace to bring about release of captives in their shells to open prison cells to minister, impart, the wisdom to depart from death encrusted ways for I have known such days.
For I have known such days.
�
previous - next
�
|