At any point unleash the swirlwind
& at any point reign it in.
At the juncture of urgency bluster
Or uprise our strength through
Will unshakeable muster?
In the rewind flowing motion,
Love, livid— affection delivered
From questionable vectors,
Compartmentalized we our
Luscious former romance
In hanging clusters
Of overripe seeds.
Reflecting to ourselves the tragedy,
Seeing the mirror shrug and shed a tear.
Lines, creases, dancing shadow on the
Chiseled homunculi.
Sinking into fallibility,
We garnish the platter of our
Failure, light the candle of our
Solitude, singe the edges of our
Pirate map love letter to bury.
In a time capsule, we swallow ourselves;
We crucify the past & indict the future.
In the accelerated rainstream,
We ressurrect our misery submerged
In dank soil anxious for this moment
To unfold; the psychic agriculture
Of ten million lifetimes ripens
In a flash of green & gold.
Nothing is so powerful that it
Overlays the underlie—
That is to say that it's the
Overlying underlay.
To a point we converge,
towards the domain of infinity.
The divergence of perception
Phased into summation by
Architectures of lightsound
That echo endlessly.
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