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"💯" - Recorded 1/31/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Dose rockTick tockClick clackClap back No earnSlow burnTabletopTables turn 2, 46, 813421, 37, 9Red, BlackPurple, Blue Dance floorNot softTable topTop offShow allNo wallVeil thinAll fall Break throughMe youYou IWho knewRedoWe, newAll eyeDeep blue Begin:Thin sinNo lightNo spinNo darkNo grinNo eyesNo kin No … Continue reading 💯

A Dirty Sort of Clean

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

Poetry Reading – “Love Without Fear”

This piece really struck me now, to look back at the glimmers of the understanding of love I am seeking now, whether I really understood what I was talking about or not. "Love Without Fear" - Recorded 12/28/2020 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece is below for reference, and … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Love Without Fear”

Poetry Reading – “Partner in Time”

This piece is another of the most popular here, and for good cause; this was a powerful statement of the love between myself and my partner, Blackbird. It is very meaningful to read this now, as, though we have redefined our relationship and are no longer in a relationship as we once were, we are … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Partner in Time”

Poetry Reading – “Some Sunset Somewhere”

This poem was written in a very dark part of my life, and during a particularly dark period within that. I am grateful, though, to look back and see that even that, I was able to see the light shining through and remind myself that there is always an end to the storm. "Some Sunset … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Some Sunset Somewhere”

The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part III (Even When It Cannot Be Seen)

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)