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some scribbled madness [hazy~lengthy~repetitive~unreadable..as ever forever]
oil-spillage around the base, slippery floor
allover, eyes ponder around
in some devastating imagery
to cross
and more
in the forecast
your dreamy intimacy 'that an eventual night'
of a strange 'combustively untouching'
a needy 'shiva'ic seeding presence
in a fleshy reality or whatever
grows
as a robust-ive
abstraction defying distance
and separation and nation
and call it any notion
or preoccupation
your lines of thought 'that a moment'
embrace me in lucidity
now...the instance of endurance
in slowly sternly repelling
a divinely drowsy flower
instantaneously
falling on your shoulders
and honeysuckle lips
on a mutual rapidfire draw
...shows rather a maturity
than an immaturely stand
you say so in innocence
"perhaps the fragrance
of an overwhelming fluidity
the midnight jasmine fluoresced
in a delicately swaying
fullness receptivity
choked your ecstatic senses
in a standstill and then moving
away...away so long
in wordless silence, an
incomprehensible
trepidant gesture you send out of
worldly ways that might
not hold long
the divide
of this 'shivaic-shakti' bond"
which
this observantly conspiring nature
cries along sudden and often: uproarious
outbursts in vibes of inner depths' painful silence
with gamechanging thunderous outbursts
adding the brahmamuhurta's
bright orange-streaked grey bulbuls' nod along
in long and chirpily chaotic modulating discourse
until the pouring in panacea bloom, a
sparkling-reddish wine solacing dawn
nerves in exposure innervating this cut skin
glistening in new-crops of pinkish bloodbundles
pain lesser to the heavily weighing down
invisible glassy petals of solitude
in fibrous cracking rapidity; these
insensitive corporate
designs, their abrasive political winds
...but you see (as you know)..
this facing up floral redthistle
from what was a droopy jasmine
imbibes in
to your crimson-splashing
gluey revival airs, so
exclusively pervasively permeating
in oxygenating atmospheres
on just this no-secretive
our destining gardenland island
from
no-where~now-here
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