in the colors that I choose

in the colors that I choose – Recorded 03/22/2023 – Auroraboros – Objects, and the Distance Between Them in the colors that I choose;that I might hold close and in embrace find,not only You, but Me, as well,hope,arising from and grounded in,but extending beyondthe moment,or whatever that might mean. mu, something like an inner shiver,tendons and … Continue reading in the colors that I choose

a crude apparatus

a crude apparatus – Recorded 03/20/2023 – Auroraboros – Objects, and the Distance Between Them cobbled likedinner when you don't careso much forthe finer things asgetting somethingin your reluctant stomachasidebile and a metallic ringing. staringstraight through and upto your chestnot for the soft spacesbut rather the cold and hardened space withinsomething like a knotthrough which once … Continue reading a crude apparatus

if only in your memories and dreams

"if only in your memories and dreams" - Recorded 12/06/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them someday, we will return to the Earth,a corpserotting oras ashes, scattered,but today…today we are alive.each and everybreath |loss |moment |suffering or joy,a blessing,a gift,to be cherishedwith a grateful heart,flowingas bloodthrough our being. so oftenwe weep,lament,that which … Continue reading if only in your memories and dreams

Poetry Reading – The Good Days

This post revisits a previous piece I had written, adding an audio recording as well as artwork. The artwork for today's post is another collaboration with Jasmine, on Instagram at https://www.instagram.com/mine_primel/. (Once more, if you would like to work with me on anything, please connect.) Originally published February 1, 2019, this piece was a reflection … Continue reading Poetry Reading – The Good Days

All the World

For... "All the World" - Recorded 2/15/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them On another Sunday,Evening or early morning,Risen myBody,Still warm and yet empty,Still calling, calmly now,For you,Beaming eyes likeThunder and a crash in the distance.There is a color and it is Not Grey.Do you remember the knocking?Terror and remorse,Then a sudden … Continue reading All the World

A Place to Call My Own (Home 2)

Part One: An Expression of Self (Home 1) "A Place to Call My Own (Home 2)" - Recorded 9/25/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Skin clings to bone likeHome:A place to call my own,A foreign word,In a near-forgotten phrase,I have not known inOh, so many ways,Distant now inTime and space,A remnant … Continue reading A Place to Call My Own (Home 2)