Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
"Meal" - Recorded 3/10/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them A mealButNot to feedStillMouthsTonguesButNotWith teethAll of meOnAll of youAll of youOnAll of meI tasteYour breathOnYour kissSweetI feelYour breastsMy handsWe danceYou leadYour hairMy chestNo rest butAt peaceIn bed yetNo sleepMy mouthYour neckYour hipsYour lipsYourCurled feetSplayedOnWetSheetsI riseTo meetYour callYour needYour nailsMy backBreak skinI bleedYou … Continue reading Meal
"Flicker" - Recorded 1/15/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them We cannot survive on sugar alone.Neither should we try to live without. Moderation, you see, is a concept greatly misunderstood and undervalued. The addict is not an addict for the pleasurable experiences they crave, but rather the lack of control afforded them … Continue reading Flicker
"These Beating Hearts, For Now Apart" - Recorded 1/11/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them You and I,In stride,Same earth, different sides.Foot down, same time.Hands up, same sky. Eager to love, ready to start,These beating hearts, for now apart…Why am I not where you are?Why must we wait, why are you so … Continue reading These Beating Hearts, For Now Apart
"That the Rains Might Fall" - Recorded 12/23/2020 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I long for…love. Your love,and to love you just the same. Not merely to receive,neither to give,but to know,to feel,to be a part of, as if immersed in a flowing stream. All I have,all I am,on the altar … Continue reading That the Rains Might Fall
The heart cries out,Even,And especially,When the tongue fails. Words cannot sayWhat we feel,Just as our bodies often failTo conveyThe impulses that drive them. At times IWish there was a wayTo give voice toThe pulse that runs beneath. She tells me to draw,Despite objections that I cannot,"With your left hand,"She tells me;"You will stop trying to … Continue reading The Heart Cries Out
In Tehran, There is no hope, "A living hell" So they say on the TV box and in the pages filled With so many carefully chosen words. This is fine, Really, To be expected. I mean, Tehran is not in the United States, And that is just what happens When you are not in … Continue reading In Tehran
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 