Entry 1:
Journey into June
The pond churns eagerly
Bubbling for embrace
Embodied in droning hums
I call out to it,
Screeches of an unborn man
Yearning to battle white bellied monsters
And adorn wings of flight
Through wet June, I recall
My brain raps toward unyielding
Devotion for this pleasure
But time progresses as a journey
And pulls me from my oasis
To a palace ruled by foreign entities
Who bare dreary contempt
They charade, inviting me
To be encumbered by them
I sip their nectar and it taints, slightly
I feel the black sting and
Become washed in darkness, silence
The ringing of a guru paces
In my mind as I drift tethered to my body
But I possess no command
I fill my love and loved ones too
With the poison of deceit I’ve been given
My corpse is reeled
And I am paralyzed
I scream as blood pours from me
The emperor is a trickster
“Save me!” I call
I fall to death, spiraling
Indistinguishable figures appear
As I descend the bottomless hole
It becomes too vast to find salvation
My blood pervades, pouring from my eyes
Vomit trails my path and bathes me
My innards are a twisted lot
I am left without solace to scream indefinitely
But my love reaches to aid me
Despite my spite and I find myself
In the light of another morning
Free from the damned palace
Live at the water which I had found the guru
At the bottom of the pit I am back to beauty
The pond churns eagerly
Bubbling for embrace
Embodied in droning hums
I call out to it,
Screeches of an unborn man
Yearning to battle white bellied monsters
And adorn wings of flight
Through wet June, I recall
My brain raps toward unyielding
Devotion for this pleasure
But time progresses as a journey
And pulls me from my oasis
To a palace ruled by foreign entities
Who bare dreary contempt
They charade, inviting me
To be encumbered by them
I sip their nectar and it taints, slightly
I feel the black sting and
Become washed in darkness, silence
The ringing of a guru paces
In my mind as I drift tethered to my body
But I possess no command
I fill my love and loved ones too
With the poison of deceit I’ve been given
My corpse is reeled
And I am paralyzed
I scream as blood pours from me
The emperor is a trickster
“Save me!” I call
I fall to death, spiraling
Indistinguishable figures appear
As I descend the bottomless hole
It becomes too vast to find salvation
My blood pervades, pouring from my eyes
Vomit trails my path and bathes me
My innards are a twisted lot
I am left without solace to scream indefinitely
But my love reaches to aid me
Despite my spite and I find myself
In the light of another morning
Free from the damned palace
Live at the water which I had found the guru
At the bottom of the pit I am back to beauty
Good stuff, man. I enjoy your style.
ReplyDeleteI think I prefer this one to the other. I really like the beginning, good work
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