Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
This piece was written in collaboration with my good friend and frequent collaborator, DJ Mary Luz, aka Malu (instagram.com/alhamdulillah_djmalu/). "Tu Trama" - Recorded 2/23/2022 - Auroraboros and Malu - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Malu: En tu trampa caí,Del deseo a la tentaciónQuise probartu venenoY ahora no puedocon la maldición… Maldición, tan sublimeDe recordar … Continue reading Tu Trampa
"Hope" - Recorded 12/24/2020 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them 20/20 (eyes)mirrorstill (not calm)only self (not -care)centered (now self-)deception (still self- (not calm))found love (as art)shadow box lifepinned to (too)as butterfly (dreaming)at times (awake) ego (death)selfnew (self)ego (death)selfnew (self)8 life (ends)death (begins)eyes (open)self (you)you (self) Hope. Artwork featured by Benjamin Wuest (Condensed … Continue reading Hope.
the butterfly must lament, even if briefly, the loss of the cocoon, mourning departure from familiar home. unaware its new form, yet undefined, a shape emerges from cracked and peeling shell, losing as it does the smell of safety, tight pressure against aching limbs, eyes wet with dew and tears for what is no more… … Continue reading a winged lament
The birds are singing to one another now, They do not sing to us, But we are listening. New buds are growing slowly on the ends of branches, Displacing ever so slightly the air around them, Coming to our ears as a low hum, And we wonder: To how many monsoons could this movement be … Continue reading The Sounds of Springtime
In Tehran, There is no hope, "A living hell" So they say on the TV box and in the pages filled With so many carefully chosen words. This is fine, Really, To be expected. I mean, Tehran is not in the United States, And that is just what happens When you are not in … Continue reading In Tehran
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 