Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
relief – Recorded 04/03/2023 – Auroraboros – Objects, and the Distance Between Them notwithoutsome reckless, brokenfear, doubtself but clouta nuance of the viral so many spiralsignsor more like meaning inwhistle linesbirds on pinesorrow speak: dove ego peak, lovein crescendo aspuddles well, swellaboveno floor too lowthrough which for you to go, fall heart/wallhow to place, erase tracestart … Continue reading relief
I have started to work my way through from the beginning with these recordings, though I will likely jump around as I am inspired. It was really interesting to revisit this today, to see the rather dark place where I started from (though with a note of curious optimism towards the end). It was quite … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Why I Write”
What weighs on the heart Is heaviest of all, For a burden on That vital part Can bring us down, Overall, Can remind us That we are So very small. Hope remains, Here as in all other ways, Just as the darkest nights Often lead to the brightest days. For what is heavy on the … Continue reading What Weighs on the Heart
Life can be complex Even more so when two lives merge Caring for one's self is a burden in itself But supporting another Comes with challenges That nothing else can really prepare us for We try our best In all of our endeavors Acting In our own way With good intentions Each decision Made upon … Continue reading Sometimes, All We Can Do is Listen
You used to believe In so many things In endless possibilities The future was open wide And all that stood in the way Was time You used to dream Each and every night In an endless stream Each moment a door Through which you could see Everything and more You wanted peace A little room … Continue reading Such Dreams as These
I know Sometimes it feels like There is no end To the hardships And the hard times Each day brings more inflictions Just as old ones start to mend And sometimes it feels like There is no relief Watch as your life disintegrates Frozen in time Staring In disbelief But you are not the only … Continue reading There is So Much More Than Us
What sacred spectres are these, What sacred spectres are these, To whom you call out to when down on your knees, Whom you wish to appease, With your chants and your pleas, Whose visage you accept without question, Without sight Faithfully? Can you not see, Can you not see, That the spirit exists Manifests endlessly, … Continue reading What Sacred Spectres are These?
Am I alive and well? Some days I cannot tell. I walk, I talk, I breathe But am I really me? What does it mean to "be"? Is it only what you see? Or is there something missing In these lines, In shapes and shades and days, Too long at times, Too dense to be … Continue reading Dream Ourselves Awake
I bleed Well, we Maybe If I can say so boldly I pray these words will hold Not leak What I seek To give to you A mouthpiece Be bold Speak Even through bared teeth I'm not scared, weak But I'm aware What we need Prepared To fight that which we cannot see An invisible … Continue reading Crossfire
Brother When I heard The news I could not speak I did not know What to say And I am still unsure If any words Could ever really convey The great loss That the world Had suffered In your absence I want to ask Why But I know All too well What driving force lies … Continue reading In Memory of Aaron Allen
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
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