Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
The first in a series of 2; stay tuned. Inspired in part by a post by my friend Mirza, at https://www.instagram.com/p/CapVF0uO67D/ "no love story (-1)" - Recorded 3/5/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them no love story,no blood/glory,we,wrote a masterpiece,flew it high like kites,blue skies,over azure seas,disasters/tragedies,recovered masterfully,from each catastrophe,'til we could … Continue reading no love story (-1)
How many times have I Prayed for death? For life? I hope God understands my seemingly contradictory appeals... Patiently humming and biding time Until the pendulum swings back again, Or until I see once more that it never moved in the first place, That it was my perception -Based on my limited perspective- Which … Continue reading Until the Pendulum Swings Back Again
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)
Poison cloud still hangs from Imploded Vapor Mystic; Thought she'd been left behind, Turns out she had left her mind. Departure left void that None could fill Were they to even find Path through darkened mist of Dead, decayed, undefined. Mirror fold and Shatter, Must now see Not two but three, Not I but we, … Continue reading The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part I (We Must Be Loved)
Sometimes I cannot help but to be drawn Into a state of awe and utter fascination At the magnificent complexity of the world in which we reside The beautiful diversity of life within it And the vast array of relationships that develop Both within and between the two I am at times overwhelmed While simultaneously … Continue reading A Reflection of That Which Lies Beyond
There was a time when our dreams Were just within reach There was nothing that could not be accomplished Nothing we could not attain And all that stood between What is and what could be Was our own imagination Now so many days have passed And it can feel Like all we have acquired Is … Continue reading Waiting to Be
Behind that smile Those rows of teeth You hide yourself That none may see. Behind that smile Those open eyes Your face it laughs Your soul it cries. Behind that smiles That silky skin The world ends And you begin.
The world around me is aglow In a golden hue And I find contentment In the simple truths The little moments And the grandiosities All the same But there are still hours Days Weeks at times Where my attention is drawn To the shadows which fall Across the otherwise luminous landscape Cast by any of … Continue reading In the Light, Seeing Only the Shadows
Oh, for the innocence Of the days we left behind I'd gladly give all I have learned For such a peace of mind Oh, for the sense of self The assured inherent truth I'd give all that I have acquired To give it back to you Oh, for the endless hours spent Pursuing life and … Continue reading Oh, For the Innocence
How we wonder What lies in wait On the other side Beyond the veil So much of our time Preoccupied Driven Towards understanding But at what cost? Are all doors meant to be opened Or are there some which exist Solely for the purpose Of hiding What exists behind them? What wonder will remain When … Continue reading Beyond the Veil
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
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