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the (ad/de-) ministrations of an (un)dying maverick heart: an ode to survival~ revival in love eternal
convexical mellow mooneye, this bulged
venn~ overlappance ..in a consummate
conjuncture of our fuelling now, sloshes
in ~liquesce of memories- a brim~ bottle
elixir of refined humors in a confluence..
& with discrete photonic hope streams
in the minute reaping… the daily earned
bread & blood in the fundament labour
by your constant~ distant warrioring Sun
in the channelling versifications... of my
sedulous worship... an ascendance unto
wholly fruition, bearing a bridal Pournami
follows which a fallowing.. as if the gallows
-a tribal chaos of am impaling descendance
(w/t)ears a pitch~ black wallowing blankness
abyss of the mysterious newmoon Amavasya..
when my garden's beehives are muted to an
emptied concrete.. as hung skeletal catacombs
wiped off brutally brittle & dry... of their glisten
ambrosial sacs in an a buzzy alchemy converse
labouring a colony of golden honey generation
kohl~ized contours of thesecurvaceous eyelines
in a wide open wild lineament of a mergence...
separates out in a severe fasting ritual, a mere
touching x tangentialities in no cross~ currents
sprinty eclipsing smokeball black clouds reveal
in their stringent mapped innumerously holing
in gaps, a strange new whole of staring~ winky
realigned constellation... of some Venus~ mimic
& arrhythmical giant red stars in no aesthetics
heart, this h e a r t
(-this strutting supercilious chunk in its erected
sterns.. is a trembling mass in traumatic unbundle
..blown off to pieces by a whirring jet spectre of
a meteorite colliding almost in its total collapse
-its mangling as if in an unresurfacable depths of
a burial by those banging hard invasive species
-in a comatose death, a frozen destalked shockhead
by ghostly pantomiming robotic antics of alien hands
of popinjay mouths & coercing criminalistic genetics
-aches a titanic load as it sinks deep in its death plunge
of suicidal thoughts, digging deep in its trapster whirlpool
beyond any imagined force negotiating a magical rescue
-drowns in paining immensities in this downward consume
feels this a life in itself.. an irony of a lightness, an angelic
dandelion in the parachutic bloomburst disperse across
boundaries.. in a sacrificial heart-shattering? or seeding
its feathery achenes as copied codon of rebirth in each
criss-crossed spacetime?)
-in an eventual traverse, a redemptive One consummation
in this disintegrative peace to pieces.. of unbound atoms
& birding ions.. storm of negating warriors over the human
errs, sins & shadowy negatives in hard stained & pressing
chronic killer shades from the hidden forgotten labyrinths
-feels a nearing liberation, its silence .. its softened eyes
asks for mercy & forgiveness in a singing note unheard of..
pleads in His final acceptance, its hands held together in
a prayer.. feet close & grounded as His connective stems
-its once dumpyard fringes of the bitten uncut nails
with black line splinters & thickety piled dark debris
& those ‘vagabond to vestige’ elephantine ankles
…weigh mountainously heavy to bury this swelling
body burden... deep down to a microbial rotting
compost mulch of no carbon traces... only the free
illumine sunshine sands & wet clayey blacks remain...
an elemental linking remembrance, in rains & grains
..the Sun rises again, His worship, in~ is the crop of
Us, our Love... sprouts in the rains.. as earthen grains
& mooning Pournami, in the waxing & waning ecstasy
& pain, our pulsing each lubb~ dub heartbeat... is this
birth~ death... & also the rebirths over many deaths...
..beyond sky & flesh, in the absolute beyondness
circling the core cosmic circle... are our stardust souls...
in the similar fission~ fusion cycle, of a mystical level
in~of~for
an ultimate liberation~ L o v e. defying death
#17 ERULGCT
Published 19th Apr 2020
Author's Note
#17 ERULGCT . a long blabberations again.. in all the extended abstractions & stream of consciousness. for Us For Love.. this Eternity. amidst birth~ death each now. you know. Robonoid .Love you & All DU xx
pic: 1895, Gustav Klimt,"Love" source, web. & lil digitally fine~touched by self
pic: 1895, Gustav Klimt,"Love" source, web. & lil digitally fine~touched by self
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19th Apr 2020 11:31pm
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19th Apr 2020 11:38pm
Marvelous ink, friend... truly :)
I absolutely loved your writing here. Incredible!!
Perhaps we subconsciously influence eachother? :D
"-aches a titanic load as it sinks deep in its death plunge"
and from my own writings...
"A Titanic falsehood where loose lips could sink ships,
Until I was drowning in a sea of her lies..."
Pretty cool to see the parallels in others works. Anyway, absolutely beautiful work, Uma. In my opinion, one of your best writings to date :)
I absolutely loved your writing here. Incredible!!
Perhaps we subconsciously influence eachother? :D
"-aches a titanic load as it sinks deep in its death plunge"
and from my own writings...
"A Titanic falsehood where loose lips could sink ships,
Until I was drowning in a sea of her lies..."
Pretty cool to see the parallels in others works. Anyway, absolutely beautiful work, Uma. In my opinion, one of your best writings to date :)
19th Apr 2020 11:47pm
NB. ev hav faith in the utmost truth of love.. of the art it inspires.. of the One collective consciousness macrocosm that we its intertconnective microcosms... yes, in this grand scheme we sure influence each other , either in magical simultaneity or many other ways . Gratitudes ever to have your positivity of words & love :)
19th Apr 2020 11:54pm
I am also a believer in universal consciousness... like you said. We are seemingly interwoven into eachother's worlds!
20th Apr 2020 1:10am
It's incredible to be un your orbit. Stunning to consider the depths, stellar and cosmic and orgasmic.
Anonymous
20th Apr 2020 8:13pm
Blister my bible! Your keyboard is an avalanche of screaming sirens. There is a place in this damned planet for you & I doo dah. xx
