The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
I allowed you in, I gave you shelter, your twisted form, grew unexpected, a bitter tree, a wicked lie, upheaving all I thought was my, sweet reflections, shattered glass, rivers grew, mountains raised, life fell out of my bloody grasp, my mirrored self, my fancy free, a bitterness I took from me, clouds seeded doubt, …
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given fly to a worthy signal, I fester in the shit I so desire, wanting, waiting, salivating at my own demise, I calculate the discourse, purifying the source, I am wicked, yet frail, signifying my betrayal, a self not selfless, a sin not sin filled, I terrorise, I theorise, an ending, or something worse…
a broken valve in the back of my throat, opened me up to the devil’s revolt, a sinner in a sun-drenched land, with a frozen throat full of phlegm, no cough to squeeze it dry, but oh it was dry, raisin bread to film head, a tangerine coloured mandarins, songs laughed and said, as they …
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a red dye given flow, saturation of a fluid motion, we are something more than light, when the darkness ebbs away, escape it must, through the holes in my flesh, run wild along the floor before me, a sea, as such, another river of something more, wickedness prevails, systematic separation of the walls given, Jericho! …
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protect what I have spoken in the wind of time and naught, rampant is the darkness that sought the end of all, I gave word to wisdom when it needed it least, yet I was yearned in the tree of life for my bosom, freely I gave to it without remorse, sacrifice the desires not …
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silver linings not shown to me, I was blind and festered away in a hole of nothingness, declining in my self-separation, outliving my own narrative, I seldom see what the eyes of myself grant me, talented in the art of not giving a fuck until the last moment, I wanted nothing less than a spiritual …
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swollen is my nature, sullen is my soul, apathy taken from a picture, unconnected tethers, teaching me, nightmares true, I saw a wanting in my mirror, the wanting who was not me, growth attached to growth, opening, closing, separating me from me, who is the mirrored boy, for he cannot be, he cannot be me..
a wind, swept aside, mistaken for something else, petty and revolting, my name is nothing, my mind is not the same, wisdom taken, a warmer climate not given, my eyes are tired, a soul asleep, I was taken, yet left, a sea within the wilderness, a window broken is no use to me…
incubation of fear, the transmission fluid lost, a coldness bitter, family no longer matters, you enemy is my enemy, we work against one another, madness hidden, sadness ridden, eyes wet with tears, we join, yet we can’t, the mission status changes, survival is not about the fittest, survival is about the smart…
I tried to train my name in vain, to give it sweet success, but the defiance of myself, sort a road never spent, I rode the wicked train, I saw the scarlet eyes, seething words or saltiness, I ended up blind, lost forever waiting, for a sky so dark and dim, I never heard them …
we shield the eyes of children, from the dire deeds of today, whimsical protests, horror filled tales of dread and despair, flaunting our words with colours so dark, fulfilling our dreams through fake tales we tell, segregating ourselves from each other, beneath masks we’ve always worn, a crescendo of capitalism, partners words lost without care, …
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Woven together with catgut and twine, the necessities of living, the presence of the divine, I forget to regret, I tearfully decline, a tomorrow without out me, for now, is not my time, I playfully listen, I sorrowfully sigh, fractured fairy tales, a decision not my, sleep and suffer, sin and repeat, daisy chains covered …
And we are BACK!! What does this mean for you, me and the walls of Jericho? Who knows, but what I do know, is that the world is constantly changing, and the pandemic that has gripped ours lives so vividly by the throat, has created many a new detail to deal with. 2020TOO is not …
Silence lost in a sea of noise, crumbling self loathing, wanting to avoid, we segregate and subdue ourselves, we enslave, we eschew, imagination regulated to false hopes, as the eyes tighten on their prize, lies upon lies, masks over masks, a country at war with itself, tired eyes sewn shut, I want to, but I …
they told me to prepare for the worst, when the worst had already been, but I pondered and prevailed in the face of the absurd, migrated my own selfish ways, lined the box with my lies, created a vision of who I was, hidden in the eyes of who hid inside, it never worried those …
A pale comparison, words not said, incomplete stories untold, flooded with television images, wire images granted life, computer code written across the glass, mathematical equations left lost in the sum of one, I strive for a perfection, I live midstream, not swimming, not much of anything, oversaturated eyeliner, pocket sized edition given away, i saw …
whispering in the darkness is a voice that’s not mine, splashing in the blueness of a sea within my mind, a voice unlike an angel singing of divinity, thumping beats from the heart forces colourless liquid throughout me, a deception in my eyes, truth within my lies, for I am a silent victim, and in …
I called a moment, a fragrance simmers in the light, want waited without intent, there comes a safe way, we are trying to be more, we recant and restrict, vocal cries geared inside a driving force, leather and lace, weathered eyes, pretty pulses slowing down, wasted, renewed, I said words without hope, I tried for …
I whisper to then inner me with wishes of immortality, Kneeling on knees not worn, Praying to gods with limited belief, Swept up in anarchy, Washed out to the sea by waves of nausea, I beg to thee, I cry to the very core of me, All this fear coated in pain, Loathing the other …
fascinate the inner workings of a maniac in style over substance, pushed inside the ceramic dish not served but over strained, whiskey drinks, futile things, a harboured extension of the flaccid tool we dare not name, forged alliances that could never be, hand shakes, cold embraces, toxic waste drank without care or quandary, we owned …
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