The Bygone (E)Ra (Re)Turns...A FireEye

 

a chirpy rhythmic
sparrowy koel
(she was)
in a rare naturalistic flair

and, in blue print nylons. those mini florals
a matching locket dangled . timidly metallous

devoid of blues (was she)

her eyes lit
as she looked upon Ra
(like everbefore)

who, a clumped mass
immobilized
by its conceptions
of obsoleted self

to her
the Ra was Soulflame
burning endlessly zealous

Ra, reminiscing
through its bloated vagueness pockets
greened gangrenes
weighed itself down
in strangulating blockades

not an illumination until distant visions
doomed times in marching strides

a reducing matchstick
abrased its solid graphitic stamps
and choking smogs
over its ashen nothingness


it needed to starve in stringent constrictions
to be fusing its spaces from within and between
to be gotten kissing stuck in purposed strongholds kicking forward

each segmental cell danced n-directions
a lightning centipede but paced smooth
much differently from shelled slimy snail


indecipherably penetrating fire
of mingled singularity