Poems: 180820 - August 18th, 2020
Robert Morpheal <[email protected]> Tue, 18 Aug 2020 01:28:05 -0700 (PDT)
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120820A -----------=20 Once upon=20 a time reveal truth was masquerade=20 between the only=20 and else=20 into the all=20 of the usual=20 living lies.=20 When it ended=20 only was=20 the usual=20 lies of remain=20 left in nowhere=20 with the nothing=20 of anymore=20 being really =20 any true.=20 ------------ 140820B -----------=20 Wake too early=20 to the what there is=20 to cry at the all=20 passing way=20 from the any=20 of really into grim light.=20 What more=20 added to the say burden carry =20 on trickle tapped=20 drip wordings =20 into ramble=20 leak streamed.=20 Until someone does the no one does=20 a two step stomp=20 out existence=20 bedtime storied=20 toss night between games of Twister.=20 Lone contortion shadow puppet playing theatre=20 against hard walled=20 ending any tried at the reach out to a different light.=20 Hard turn line schedule events=20 along the wait for=20 not yet border lined up region of perpetual maybe=20 ends in suspense. Eggshell people at the scramble=20 brain salad runs down routine chop=20 body count floats dead sea salts in pork existence.=20 Barrel monkeys=20 foot dragged into=20 the hurry up well greased poles of the slide down nothing doing side of completely done.=20 Continuum cuts=20 at the all alone=20 supposed to=20 but do not have=20 the make it=20 in with another sorted crowd. ----------------- 160820A ------------=20 City of secrets=20 held under=20 currents of heat=20 flowing night=20 timed subway=20 rattles deep=20 throat death=20 in underground route synthetic=20 formulated brands=20 of splay freedom faith of the nine=20 to five armies.=20 We are flying=20 somewhere inside=20 the condemned=20 iron masks of headed wrong=20 past the betrayed=20 exile feelings=20 envelope bubble=20 pressures of push =20 blanked face=20 conditions of stare=20 into outed=20 by the membership.=20 Shadow knows=20 and the invisible man=20 remains watchman=20 over hollow placed emptied living=20 gorged more to same emptied=20 outsides in=20 of the any push=20 pull and shove=20 pretend at more blind sided bits of arrangement.=20 -------------------=20 160820B ------------=20 Adding up=20 to nothing=20 that they tell you=20 that you should want=20 or actually need.=20 We get that far and no=20 going any further=20 past others' ideas=20 of the in and out.=20 Another pretense=20 at being more than typical selfies=20 on an altar of birthday wish.=20 Only the unknown=20 has any chance=20 to evade scrutiny=20 and slide past the guards.=20 Timed out=20 and displaced=20 forms of affection=20 bled out=20 of social amputations.=20 Would have loved the wrong people in the wrong ways=20 ends stuck to forehead=20 out on parade.=20 We go down under=20 cover versions=20 of let's pretend=20 really dancing=20 as clouds of dust.=20 --------------------- 160820C ------------=20 Was the wishful=20 of being found=20 before being gone that made for=20 the matter of looking for being=20 and looked for=20 in particular ways.=20 Excellent plans=20 of impossible places=20 mapped any dot=20 marking wilderness=20 with vision quests in severe of among=20 the cruel faced=20 of dream thwart. Round the circles gone never meet=20 exclusion zones=20 built around feared=20 temporal dissonance=20 irradiate drizzle=20 made up=20 of falsified bliss. Nothing is said=20 in the pass by=20 places of leaving=20 past lives=20 played out=20 into the empty street side lands of maybe ghosts. Where are you=20 my unseen=20 in the unknown=20 of random=20 shuttered windows=20 and locked doors=20 stretch of wandered=20 out of mind. =20 Long distanced=20 eyes of watching=20 my riding the bones of skeleton horses=20 into a fool's gold=20 laugh of sunset=20 chasing the as if=20 of meanings. =20 -------------------- 180820A ------------=20 Coffee creamed bullet of Scotch=20 for the mixed in=20 lashed to the wheels=20 of Purgatory=20 fractured sentence beings bulk hauled =20 into the ignorant=20 long nights.=20 Crowded tables=20 of craving soul turned to all about=20 you don't say=20 anything really=20 so no one gets=20 found out=20 as to not kept=20 in immaculate place=20 Waited somewhere=20 rough chanced out side margins of a show up=20 false sensed maybe=20 gets better than=20 make out mistakes at ordinary having only the usual.=20 Those were=20 some would=20 have been good=20 times of gone=20 into a might be of some being=20 something better than only run=20 toward never.=20 =20 Don't know names=20 among sound drown=20 seas of faces=20 in cities of private=20 screen danced=20 moments played=20 out on a million=20 paper thin layered=20 window shades.=20 Always the shadows=20 of the someone else=20 at cross over islands=20 chased lights strain glass reflect=20 the passing through=20 turned liquid=20 and all flows in=20 to blur away.=20 ---------------- There are bits of Toronto, and other fragments of gone time and place in th= ere somewhere. Don't try to find them, but they might find you. So some say= , but they can be as wrong as anything else. Finding and found are sometime= s nothing more than the same empty space.