Tea

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.