Poems: 080221 - February 8th, 2021
Robert Morpheal <[email protected]> Mon, 8 Feb 2021 12:27:16 -0800 (PST)
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300121A -----------=20 Drifter=20 in the wake=20 of love a little bubble=20 carried off=20 past gaze=20 into distance and swell.=20 Froth of life=20 blown across=20 strayed lip=20 and over=20 speechless=20 molten rim drip=20 across edge of glass.=20 The eye=20 a prisoner=20 orb collects=20 random images of you=20 and of I=20 reflected stray=20 configurations.=20 So rich=20 in our poverty=20 dwelling=20 amid ghosted=20 each other=20 seeking lost small drops in rainy oceans. -------------------=20 050221A -----------=20 Always another=20 instance of Cain=20 for every Abel in the wake.=20 Skin bag=20 of troubles=20 rattles down=20 snakeskin.=20 Sheds this life a thin skin=20 look through=20 coiled strike.=20 Venom=20 and piss=20 stains night=20 lily and yellow.=20 Blood=20 mixed smoke resonates=20 devil pacts.=20 Comes down=20 to nothing=20 but death sprinkled lies.=20 -----------------=20 060121A ------------=20 Lost something=20 in the gut wrench=20 repeat as ever=20 misdirected=20 wilderness wide opened pain.=20 What use=20 make believe=20 never land=20 and collected=20 volumes=20 of dream. Screams=20 the wind=20 brushing=20 wildflowers=20 onto the green=20 forbidden lands.=20 Places of out=20 past faceless all=20 crowded in long=20 infinite never=20 any sense=20 but loss. Lonelier=20 than loneliest=20 heart is break=20 memory scrap=20 lost loves=20 teen times spent.=20 Expanse=20 kings of death=20 presiding=20 land of lost=20 ever fleshless=20 rattle bones. Gamble=20 loss buried under heaven=20 cloud spills=20 last laughs=20 at small times.=20 Rock a bye=20 lullaby baby=20 cradle falls=20 and it falls=20 on the up way=20 to down.=20 -----------=20 =20 070121B -----------=20 The sun=20 is very=20 cold today=20 and my lady=20 she must=20 be very=20 warm and I=20 don't know=20 any of=20 along a bare=20 her strand=20 of not=20 yet ways=20 being always=20 so away far away=20 at going=20 somewhere=20 in the don't=20 know all=20 those places=20 I never went. We kept=20 at it=20 down under=20 orders from above=20 it was all wrong=20 spirit of=20 layer scrape=20 on layer of commands decked out=20 any style=20 was uniform=20 part of time=20 torn off=20 victim clocks cripple hands clutched at=20 the whisper=20 thin straws=20 of shore. =20 Sadness=20 spills=20 turned over=20 running deep=20 down side=20 loose ended kept at worn making=20 sake of=20 filling in=20 nothing into=20 some more=20 the same=20 blanks=20 to hold=20 spaces=20 for someone=20 who is=20 not coming and left=20 waiting=20 for next time.=20 Glitter ice wet melt=20 diamonds on=20 high top=20 roof black=20 boot lick=20 war dogs=20 and others=20 form sordid=20 turn isolate=20 take up raw vapours under the gob spit=20 polish off=20 onto ropes=20 broad side=20 the rail=20 swinging out=20 a word sling=20 forever edge the prize fight=20 without a prize.=20 -------------------=20 080221A -----------=20 Frozen times=20 spent stored=20 in the away=20 of the renewed=20 forms of exile.=20 Giving up=20 on ghosts=20 being reliable=20 couriers across=20 the uncertain.=20 Run around=20 that one moment=20 in the midst=20 of too many and push back.=20 We linger on=20 vague commerce transit beams=20 along borders=20 plain and white.=20 Not everyone=20 or even many=20 really want past pretending=20 everyone does.=20 Been working it down the mine=20 thirty odd years=20 and longer=20 to coming up.=20 It isn't gold=20 to anyone yet=20 digging in=20 to that dirt=20 bringing it up.=20 ------------------=20 080221B -----------=20 We thought we=20 once upon a time=20 thought knowing=20 and want for =20 all those sorts=20 of whatever it is that is passing=20 as being love=20 before a hunt=20 turned word kill.=20 Games played out that others play in safety zones=20 between the yellow=20 safety markers shallow sides=20 from deep ends=20 going on similar patterned media repeats the news.=20 Sleeping hard=20 in the narrow=20 twitch of space=20 timed out=20 sounding alarm past the stardust=20 collapse=20 into singular=20 lines of program=20 errors into print.=20 The absolute=20 stands its divide=20 held in restraints=20 forbidding all=20 the feelings=20 feeling drained=20 away down nerve paths into emptied=20 on a bucket day. =20 It all leads=20 into the nowhere=20 comes brain shock=20 hemisphere separation=20 bad night=20 rare edition gone past drunk =20 seems to be windows were cleaned=20 middle of the night.=20 Sounded all clear=20 to closing time=20 and did not say=20 in the walk away=20 traffic lights blink a new blitz at all maybes of=20 the never wishes=20 melted away dark in a damp sweat.=20 Separate ways=20 in the sometimes=20 imaginary meet=20 someday comes=20 when little losses=20 appear cosmic=20 higher level=20 might have been=20 never had=20 but always wanted.=20 We dream=20 of being magic=20 in someone's night=20 and someone magic=20 being in our own=20 calling that=20 what it really means=20 as to going=20 then coming down to never land.=20 =20 Nagging sense=20 that always wants=20 going back=20 to going down crazy roads to Crazy Town someone seemed something better than ever knew=20 any meaning of.=20 Look away=20 and it is gone=20 fractal remains=20 speak of almost=20 finding good times along the way=20 no one knows=20 who it really is=20 and no one knows anything of why.=20 -------------------- =20 Ok, as is, I suppose. Never really contented or happy with anything that I = call "completed", but it eventually becomes something similar to beating a = dead horse as to trying to get it back up, to take one to some other town. = That other town where, for some illusionary moment, it seemed that there wa= s perhaps someone that one ought to really get to know, at least for one ni= ght.