Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
I have been told I am like a bird, collecting stones and shiny objects for those I love. I wonder... is there someone, or something, with a penchant to do the same with lives? "glimmer" - Recorded 9/9/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them no resentment towards the sunfor the shadows castrathergratitude … Continue reading glimmer
"Dirty Reckless Desire" - Recorded 3/9/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Did we not crawl from the Earth as wellTo feedAs mice in a barrelTrapped withinPlastic prison ofOur own designSafe the steel jaws yetUnawareTeeth bared andA furious fear painted uponWild eyesDriven to consumeLimbs andEntrailsLeave only the tailsSpineHind legsOnce warm andTwitchingNow tripped … Continue reading Dirty Reckless Desire
"Where the Sun Does Not Reach" - Recorded 2/22/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I want to crawl on my hands and kneesthrough dirty, sandy spaces,accessed only by those who knowthe way,where the sun does not reachand never will,where the shadows are dominant,light scatters,afraid,the world above,apart,untilthe walls collapseandthe world belowis but … Continue reading Where the Sun Does Not Reach
For you, once more, and forever. 💙 "A Dirty Sort of Clean" - Recorded 1/9/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I have seen…A dirty sort of clean…Paradox? Sure.But I'll take it. "Expect the unexpected." I have seen…Water running over, flowing,Spilling out as these words do now…From my mouth and from my … Continue reading A Dirty Sort of Clean
Ice grey trail Stonework cracked All smiling and white from fallen snow But beneath You are still Dirt and worms Moss and grass A waiting world Stories Hold for Sunlight summer
Some run from what they fear Seeking solace in that which is undefined to them They curl Like pages from a nearby flame Growing darker from the heat nonetheless Others live in such a way That they avoid all perceived threats Distant from the battlefield Hearing only of the horrors In passing tales But fear … Continue reading You Are So Much More
What sacred spectres are these, What sacred spectres are these, To whom you call out to when down on your knees, Whom you wish to appease, With your chants and your pleas, Whose visage you accept without question, Without sight Faithfully? Can you not see, Can you not see, That the spirit exists Manifests endlessly, … Continue reading What Sacred Spectres are These?
Even as the ashes Of the life you once knew Fall around you like thick blankets, Be at peace; They will keep you warm in the coming winter. When the spring returns And the thaw has driven the freeze away once more, The last of that which was will be carried off by the melt … Continue reading Even as the Ashes
I bleed Well, we Maybe If I can say so boldly I pray these words will hold Not leak What I seek To give to you A mouthpiece Be bold Speak Even through bared teeth I'm not scared, weak But I'm aware What we need Prepared To fight that which we cannot see An invisible … Continue reading Crossfire
For Sara. Sara, please Do not give up Do not allow these thoughts To overtake you To tell you That you are in any way To blame or At fault For what you feel For how those feelings Manifest In thought and in action If you need to scream Scream Scream into the fucking wind … Continue reading Sara, Please (*Explicit Language*)
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 