My chest recedes, caving in on itself
My heart as if skips beats in a pause
Or drain’ed all blood from thy plus’ed muscles-
Pulse dripping crimsoned cells throughout
Diffusing my life beneath my lifeless
Veins blued to a false reality of packaged
Skin reflecting tracks buried well within
My mind drifting in an upward dazed fancy of
Desires beyond control – desires I allow to control
As if a heightening herb I have recently puffed.
Though deadened, thou not hardened but
Thou disseminate in repetitiveness
Carried without the break of beats
Once thought so thoroughly so –
And thee float still,
Clouded aroma seeping outward from
Thou permeable bag in tarnished brazen hue
Hazened by a thrust on thee chain of twine
Clasp to an anchor on either side
Replenished to the outer most edge.
And my heart flees – I cannot sense my fingers trust’ed dance;
My thoughts drift westward-
The dreariness of the Angel’ed city
Cover’ed with the weary under smog ridden clouds
In man’s mistakes in a conglomerational
Demise impenetrable to the rays of elation-
Demise of opaque beings amongst opaque overcast:
And the daffodils and the herbs reflect stagnancy;-
Blades of green wilt and crumble to dusty
Demise aside erect’ed concrete projectiles.
But thou tea continues to defuse
Despite my absence – thee darkening
Thickening liquid rising upward into anchors
Draped over whitened porcelain lips
Now slippery, yet wetten’ed beneath
The darkling strand cast out and over
Puddling a diffus’ed succession into
Anchor’ed tabs spreading life outward
The cup confining the liquids hued
By thee – bag of blacken’ed stimulation.
Yet, my dissolving liquids hold me captive
With my mind in realities far above my
Physical self projection in matter sealed in skin-
Society defunct in realization
That I truly exist beyond even the subtlest of touch;-
And my “sole self” lifts onward unto mine truth
Seen as shortened in foresight present-
Forlorn! my heart skips inevitably:
Invitation to grace and prosperity-
I disperse no more – or dispensing still.
