no love story (-1)

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)

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

Born Apart

For you. "Born Apart" - Recorded 01/14/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them We were born apart,Have beenSearching, calling out,Hands in dirt, grasping in the dark,UntilAt last alone we grow still,No beat in old heart,Flame flickers and grows cold,Wax wick body,Warm will soul,End again to restart,Re-lit a new,Slow death and burst rebirth,False … Continue reading Born Apart

We Will Not Be Understood

...and that is okay. "We Will Not Be Understood" - Recorded 3/4/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them We will not be understood.We will die alone andIn the arms of fear,Your face,Fingers grasping just to feel,To stare into,Not the space between,But that which lies beyond,Breaking,At long last,The mirror… Form:New,To take,Cracked and brittle … Continue reading We Will Not Be Understood

we were born in the dirt

"we were born in the dirt" - Recorded 3/2/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them we were born in the dirtof the sons of fliesa world ofshadows dancing on the wallsmotion anddangercolor absent ourpale forms stepping to the lightwe seethe world beyond our limited perspectiveblinking with our hands cupped above our eyesshakingnaked … Continue reading we were born in the dirt

(you) can’t go through doors that aren’t open

"(you) can’t go through doors that aren't open" - Recorded 2/27/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them ran throughyouone twosun andmoon toorun tohallwayshoneycomb hivekeys to locksnewslidenever enterinsidekeep centertryto findother sidedon't hideno dry eyesno goodbyeson the slyno skyno godsno tiescut looseno bindnot to losemindnot to hold tightthat which craves lightfinding life in dark … Continue reading (you) can’t go through doors that aren’t open

oh, mea culpa (8, again)

"oh, mea culpa (8, again)" - Auroraboros - Recorded 2/24/2021 - Objects, and the Distance Between Them wehave always wereandare(our name is blue star)where the sign isthat which makes youso farall golden yellow pink and orangefresh yetcrawling naked in the rottenEarth and fleshrivers reddeadferment soiled fed to wedEmerald shimmer your dress nowI am not Godbut … Continue reading oh, mea culpa (8, again)