glimpses of crescent light

glimpses of the crescent light

elusive, blew beneath the tether

whispering backwards wisdom

amidst a symphony of wandering now

nights waning on blurred horizons

unfurling geometries of stone

the only truly revelatory geometry 

forming unsealed commandments

as misty fright fills your lungs 

 

with unfathomable celestial artistry

the horizons curtain current aborts me

entangled in the sleepy branches

of a screeching sharpness feedback tree

frail invaders decay their sadness

on their tongues of withered sticks

skinning trout alive on scrolls of sadness

below homes of the tethers lobe window

wilted with the heads of deviating red

with a demeanor sea of blue whatever

with a malignant moon 

now made of fanciful ribbons 

 

teething tantamount 

to a lovers growth release fountain

saturated with unbridled mussels

plowing my soul into a wall of glass shards

and stuttering prayers from the backside

suffering amid the thunder of agony

aching to whisper unsaid worlds

the last sounds of long extinct music

we laid her eyes down in an endless forest

his was a love beyond any fruitful gaze

a recurrence of sabotage and hate

 

the face of god passes through my hands

like quicksand shores of solace 

frying the minds of the severed meek

and the divinely digital sea cramp 

suddenly synced with smeared knives

so excited for their shuttlecraft 

to take them to the place on planet twenty

where their urinals will bleat

in glassy becoming, swinging our chain link

prosperity will come for us all

 

stunted hard drives succumbing 

to the dirge of sensory data 

and the inevitability of disembowelment

these barren lands unfold before us

the lowest canister tails us in melancholy

with the leaves and buds in tragic ales

the soap embedded in my ring 

not scared, but burnt on purpose

her teeth are too slippery

her summers tongue too agile

in my winters mouth

 

love with her is as if a digitized dream

though he is dreaming of it too 

i take his fear all wet and with me 

into something resembling yesterday

riding dolphins into the synthetic sky

we soar beneath the blanket 

of the world wide web

intertwining arms

we move wastefully 

to another dead zone

between and beneath 

snow inchings singing 

of hate and wolf vomit

an elvish lunar ribbon 

silvery in its depiction

jostling the virus

 

we visit the old worlds we used to worship 

the elves lead us on our way 

cracked congratulations on the floor 

where the last of the light has taken us 

its lonely though, falling back through the ruins 

the shattered lightbulbs of his love 

penetrate my skin, and sing to me 

i learned that we were all angry 

since we learned to love the both of you

emboldened