"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
"Traveling" - Recorded 2/28/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I have been traveling,but I am not really playing,at least not yetand I am still at home. Swaggy from China wants to go to see the Timberwolves play,a real NBA game, he says. I've never really cared much for such things,aside from … Continue reading Traveling
A Ritual Motion
"A Ritual Motion" - Recorded 2/17/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them the Gods are too tall to see the landscape passa tip-toe perhaps at times through quiet country lanesunder cover of ragged cloak and greying matted hair it seems to me there is a beauty in the simple act of walkinga … Continue reading A Ritual Motion
Oh, Window Pane!
"Oh, Window Pane!" - Recorded 1/7/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Oh, Window Pane!My God, my only hope!I would break you from your tether that I might make all my own the trees and the birds which you have captured just for me!In jars and vials, shadow boxes felted and gold … Continue reading Oh, Window Pane!
Something for All Those Who Have Been There
This morning I woke to Memories Of dreams from the night before. I remember that I dreamt of you, Ariele. I dreamt that I was finally able to visit Brazil, And we sat for coffee in a small shop. We talked for many hours Of all things that we talk of now But we could … Continue reading Something for All Those Who Have Been There
Have You Ever Known…
Have you ever known A grown man to weep? It is A shameful Natural? Beautiful. Occurrence To witness As well as to experience. Have you ever known An infant to sob late into the night? It is A tragedy Of cosmic (comic?) proportions. Have you ever known A pachyderm to mourn The passing of another, … Continue reading Have You Ever Known…
If you only knew That the horrors which bare their teeth from the shadows Bare them not Because they feel superior And because they wish to consume you, But rather, Because they are afraid And they are blinded By the light which you cast Into their world of only themselves, In which the natural light … Continue reading For Fear
The Oarfish Has Arisen
The Oarfish has arisen From its home beneath the waves It journeys from the shadowed depths To the surface to be safe It feels the earth's vibrations In the silence where it dwells And in this way knows many secrets Which it can nor will ever tell The Oarfish has arisen Board the windows Lock … Continue reading The Oarfish Has Arisen
To Not Be Filled with Wonder
Inspired by the poem Not to Wonder by Tornadoday. To not be filled with wonder When staring up at the starry skies above When looking out at the great expanse and seeing only light In all directions Moving So fast And yet so slowly As representations of long-dead distant worlds float ceaselessly through empty space … Continue reading To Not Be Filled with Wonder
So Much Likes Strands of Straw
The moments that compose our lives So much like strands of straw And how hard we try To keep the pieces collected in one place so nicely Not bound so tight as to restrict their natural inclinations to remain distinct Neither left to float at the whim of the wind Sometimes I Grow so tired … Continue reading So Much Likes Strands of Straw
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