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warring guerrilla calluses harden more from tectonic deceptions of your vile terrains
i. heart(less)
more of a made-up testimony, the
currently aired ugly diminutive details
of our post-mortem
in crimed karmas
- of expertly evasive tendencies
-of being the politically correct breed
-of coldeningly erected civic namesakeness
like you all tactical Sirs of the Upper Houses do
over this already
traceless shrunken
charring bits in faint
distant resemblance
of a once bird heart
heart
gotten fiercely expelled
out of our shortly fatal
path(ogen)etically discombobulated
stin(k/g/t)s of entanglements
heart
how brazenly ambushed were they
in your intimate asphyxiating holds
for the grotesque dissociations
those soothingly merged midnight chapters
torn unto scorching day’s bleakly disgraced patches
of illegibly raped abhorrently inhabitable isolations
in sadistic virulence of a weird predator
unheard of its remorselessness
in the wriggling chronic dying off bits
left undead uncared in precise remoteness
ii. eye(game)s
our janmic cursed precursors in play you see
how mind-rewired the targeting cyanic irises
in bleak-iced staring… clinical hypnotic assassins
in masterminded deletion
of its preluding ambiance
set for the organic brews
-a long(ingly) divine foreplay
its innocent morning flowering shrill incense and shyly winking coppery gleaming butterflies
and of the petite exotic ballerina dragonflies laced nacreous with glassy clover-leafed wings
& with that bird of paradise-in radical veined right-angled wings of minimalistic geometries
leading gradual to the sticky invitations of ever elongating masala-laden svelte sultry noon
until our entwined poetic threads sizzle under soaring bloodmoon~nomoon midnight turf
in magnetic spindling of our enigmatic depths, our surrendered souls in pleading shivers
that had gulped in their infinite romantic appetite those saintly dusks & titillating twilights
iii. shhh...the leeches
exploding parasitic innards
in inserts of curiosity leeches
suck the bonded mystique
drunk in delusional draining
until clamorous vampirisms
(g/b)loat gorily & dumbly flatten
to a vivid static of limpid blandness
of selves & of our bondedness
iv. skindeepishhhues...
disatrous grandeur, this surface phenomenon
adding up to the fleshy flashed neonic themes
and rockreting urban greys fatteningly enslaved
to a spurred sweep of materialistic~ digital hells
v. .endnotes
stereotypically repetitive honeyed spells
churned out a classic of thickly flavoured lies
until its fragrant limits exhausted dramatic
to what...twisted tale of a volcanic silence
vi. & yet, our eternity....
blame not the pure words. the sheer verses
it’s the very, overly minded villainy within & ?
choking hard the hearty soul of our ourness
Published 7th Feb 2019
| Edited 8th Feb 2019
Author's Note
felt like adding this with an extreme caution. whatever. do bear.
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7th Feb 2019 7:06pm
Jesus what a write😵
Powerfully poetic and all around a marvelous spill! Some seriously deep thoughts here and so masterfully written👏👏 truly you are a wordsmith
Love these lines Especially,
"disatrous grandeur, this surface phenomenon
adding up to the fleshy flashed neonic themes
and rockreting urban greys fatteningly enslaved
to a spurred sweep of materialistic~ digital hells "
Wow so so good
Absolutely loved this👏👏👏
Powerfully poetic and all around a marvelous spill! Some seriously deep thoughts here and so masterfully written👏👏 truly you are a wordsmith
Love these lines Especially,
"disatrous grandeur, this surface phenomenon
adding up to the fleshy flashed neonic themes
and rockreting urban greys fatteningly enslaved
to a spurred sweep of materialistic~ digital hells "
Wow so so good
Absolutely loved this👏👏👏
11th Feb 2019 4:36am
Thanks for the read & list, dear Hunter. I feel this is a spill unneeded though.. x:)
7th Feb 2019 9:01pm
This one was spot on as a reflection of today's times as well as historically where the majority of men in power are concerned. A woman may know her "place" physically; however, her heart can never be tamed by anyone.
Love your spirituality, my friend. And that final verse - yes. A thousand yeses!
Love your spirituality, my friend. And that final verse - yes. A thousand yeses!
11th Feb 2019 4:35am
Thanks my friend for being here...but feels sorry for making you read such hard angular verses n vents...that feels to be undone. let it be. a bitter reminder of how flat n low poetics can go when in bitterness space..
politics n power in any form certainly has the (over)mindedness that could well choke in the breathed love n spritual realm ...& but never gendered the cause. indifferentially runs in any mind with even a trace of hidden expectancies or watev...ultimately, what is hoped for after all...is the selfless self love. juzme dunn mind the blabbers dear.thanks again for the read n support x:)
politics n power in any form certainly has the (over)mindedness that could well choke in the breathed love n spritual realm ...& but never gendered the cause. indifferentially runs in any mind with even a trace of hidden expectancies or watev...ultimately, what is hoped for after all...is the selfless self love. juzme dunn mind the blabbers dear.thanks again for the read n support x:)
Over minded villainy, indeed...this lavish piece persononifies our inherent evil in focused measure around us...and the possibility of within...
Love the delicious description...
Jeff
Love the delicious description...
Jeff
11th Feb 2019 4:38am
Ah Jeff, lavish...I really hate being that esp. here in all the bitterness spill. But really appreciate your presence & support, thanks Wise Dear One x:)
11th Feb 2019 6:16am
Nonsense...the universe is lavish... language is as well...how could we not.. also be... I love your writing...you are too critical on yourself...
Write on traveler
Love
Jeff
Write on traveler
Love
Jeff
