Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
This piece was a collaboration with my dear friend, Jasmine, from Germany, who is available on Instagram at https://www.instagram.com/mine_primel/. Jasmine is a very talented visual artist who works in a variety of mediums and styles. She created the image below, and we worked to create the poem based on it, which she then integrated into … Continue reading Colors
"The Distance of Longing" - Recorded 1/30/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them What joy!The sun is shining, and my skin is warmed by the rays which fall so gently from above.Envy not for those clouds which might pass between, from time to time, nor despair at the cooling breeze.The birds sing … Continue reading The Distance of Longing
For you. "Do You Know That You Are Loved?" - Recorded 12/31/2020 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Do you know that you are loved? I should hope so. I should hope that you have already been told that you are, in oh so many ways, and that you have committed it … Continue reading Do You Know That You Are Loved?
Last night, I dreamt Of someone who loved me, Someone who Wanted me To be something, To be anything More To them But then you, Yes, you Told them To go home Yes, you told them to "go home", You said this wasn't their home And they were welcome no more, Whether you meant it, … Continue reading I Dreamt Last Night of Someone Who Wanted to Send My Love Away
A thick, black fog hangs low over this place now. Long shadows cast by rolling waves of darkness spilling across the houses and walkways. With each passing second, breathing becomes increasingly labored. The windswept streets grow empty and desolate, As the life that once filled them hides behind doors and walls of brick, As … Continue reading The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part III (Even When It Cannot Be Seen)
On these cloudy, overcast days The grey flows down from above like rain Pouring over and seeping deep within All that can be seen From the tallest buildings in the heart of downtown To the fields and trees lining the windswept interstate The mind wanders And with it The unfolding events of the afternoon Stumbling … Continue reading On These Cloudy, Overcast Days
I have been drawn Into that dark, dark light Too many times Too soon I must remember The warmth of the summer sun How it falls so effortlessly On my grateful skin I must remember How very small I really am And how little I have seen Of what remains in store When at last … Continue reading Into that Dark, Dark Light
The more tight our grasp On what we love The shorter now it seems to last We shall forget these things Until the bell, divided, rings And in its hollow sound The lines and words which we had prior found Now to which we're bound will sing Until this day arrives The voices we did … Continue reading Until the Bell, Divided, Rings
When I feel Displaced From reality My tendency has always been To retreat To the world In my head There are mountains there Which only I can scale There are depths Which only I can swim There are spectres there as well… Which only I can see Formed of my own flesh and blood The … Continue reading Full Spectrum Burst
Darling, you don't need to say A word Your body says More than words could ever convey When I place my hands on Your shoulders Your calves Your smooth, but sweaty, feet Form disappears Replaced by Conversations In the void Dialogue between Flesh and flesh Guide me Show me the points where The pain has … Continue reading Communion in Skin
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
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