RE: Poems 161021 - October 16th, 2021
Robert Morpheal <[email protected]>
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230921A ----------- Imagine diamonds broken bits of glass opening flesh to paint red with warnings. Bright signal dead cores of exhausted stars invasive time into an emptiness space. Perishing carbon contents inked expanse turns loneliness a making the ever miserable. Destinies the ruin comes planned levels equal the constant promises certainty. The mourning not yet with the never confronted overflows eternal troubles. Here comes original cruelty primal flood difficulties mock the whole of creations. Cannot concentrate any essence to real matter any consequence arising derivative totality of loss. ------------------------- 230921B ----------- No one came forward into a breach of circumstances. The explosive detonation sounds the passage paths of collapse. The sounding takes too long due depths emptied bare. It is not us it is not them only overwhelms whatever I would. All there is so easily taken down as overcome. Roughed out and roughed in skeletal structures of memorable. It takes more than percussion but that much noise dims memory. ------------------ 230921C ----------- Evils are evident but I am not your superman to defeat them. You need to shop for some other who might turn you added profit. No point resisting the abyss to leap between beginning and end. You must hurry because it dignifies a sharp sense seems important. Clouds closing angels going silent about being given up. No one ever would comfort you but some might feed disgust. The specifics always meant generic impact at machine gunning. What is individual is scars once held onto as real chances. What was meant was torn off at the stem swallowed whole. The problem is alleviation of fictitious concerns seeming coincident. The different lies from the same source happened by the same chance. Pick and choose remaining marbles from the sand box at the office party. All the dead ducks in a row make it easier to find an aim. Whatever you say it was a shot a mouth off about anything. ------------------- 031021A ------------ Make believers in make believe celebrations pulling up at dead roots from dead lands. A neutral grey colour scheme ripped loose from a dead sky renders the faces featureless blanks. We used to know something looking forward and some strength for asking as to someone. Until it all dies down into being forgotten as worn out discards on edge of incineration. Collecting scrap paperwork too late for provisioning any release into might be. Real freedom too far removed from broken reach clutches at the hollow empty straws. Pulling endings out of each other sharp tongued and knife edged a dead search for consideration. Failed gesture spastic language falling in tune with a push over from laugh track bureaucracies. Pointless expanse endless expense stretched thin to razor cruel suggestions that then cut off. -------------------- 061021A ------------ Those sustained in their illegitimacy suffering multiplicities comprised of immortals and fatherhoods equally disregarding base configurations original and modified forms of construction as to shape shift comes alien visions roughly superimposed to cover it all over. Forms of address and wild flings made up pronouns providing no references to anything remaining recognizable beyond isolate facts of an existence tried to break out and to get over whatever was being in the way against and kept out. A social fringe made up totally from failed actions and other notations merely passing on through profound regions that always solicit more disinterest ending look ups and any semblances to once believed it was meaningful. Passing time is the ultimate killer having scraped out the very last from the very bottom out an old tin labelled impossible once promises the sad partings that turned up among secret wishes they would never actually leave. They all left making the familiar a strange city offering the shock values of new having proved out nothing much more than a look down or away from the obvious way it goes when it isn't really going. --------------- 151021A ----------- The machine on the other end had hung up after dialing repeatedly at varying intervals. Nothing personal to be said and never will be beyond a trickle down sound bites of maybe words. Make it up as you wave your deaf ears from a flagpole crowned visage atop the mess. It is another season seems to belong to scarecrows stuffed hand me down things and used up ideas. Our lives boiled down to fictions once believed might have been the shades of truth debating futures. In a dream factory making factories mother goose and takes of duty lead to nothing more than breakdowns. Bedlam tumbles from a ripped sky pulsating muscle tossing about nightmares and other objects. The natural order being tantrums heaving up and breaking away small matters and large things. Rational fears mingle crowded in with the irrational varieties of dread pressing on bellies doing steam engine. Some place bets on the horse taking it all high stakes races with no winnings coming in riderless. ------------------------ A little dose of dilute madness for today. If you have not gone at least a little bit mad there is really no remaining hope for you. People will make the same strange gesture at you. People you do not know and whom you are certain do not know you. They all recognize something very odd about you and so they make the sign that you do not know the meaning of. A sign they all know.