Elsewhere Musing

Betwixt Heaven and Hell 

Wearing my badge of honour

I am an adversary of the hooded thing

Brazen death

I seek solace during the night

I write about red-letter-days and tragedies

Polar opposites, I'm moving forward 

Sailing my ship

Like a scientist drunk on pirate humour

I'm a freckle in the cosmos

Barely able to move in a fissure

I would climb to the highest tor

In search for radiant glee

 

The sky has gone and obfuscated 

Once again

I'm in an imaginary rose garden

I completed my mundane jobs today

It's just as well the Monday amnesia vanished

I'm an island 

Watching my dreams perish before my eyes

In a reverie, in an Alfheim

On new soil, I traipse like an infidel

Being absurd, I swagger at the speed of a pulse

Like a hiccup or a bending boulevard

I have a history of dying 

It's an orgasm, a brilliant dalliance 

 

I am not an exponent

I'm good at destroying things

A kamikaze, a spitfire 

Relapsing

When I see through sober eyes

I am a different person, sweet nocturne

Human, feeling nothing

A pylon, waiting for a clap of thunder 

I'm a year older, tangled gossamer

Ceiling high geyser

Admiring antediluvian architecture

Stepping over beetles, I'm a fjord

A sad guitar chord.