sole am i
meat locker are we
apeiron births god
pith distills self
self distills pith
god births apeiron
we are locker meat
i am sole
already dead am i
nihil gestates genesis
corpse digests worm
bone ensouls flesh
flesh ensouls bone
worm digests corpse
genesis gestates nihil
i am dead already
damned am i
yesterday flays tomorrow
flesh exuvial are we
pitiless is time
time is pitiless
we are exuvial flesh
tomorrow flays yesterday
i am damned
alone am i
nothing begets thought
clay invents god
dust unbegotten are we
we are unbegotten dust
god invents clay
thought begets nothing
i am alone
nihil kills nihil
Nihil Kills
A question was asked by **Naomi,**
Of "**Was it a car or a cat I saw**?" She'd see
A vehicular shape,
Or a feline escape,
A palindrome mystery.
morning shadows
storm and clouds
temperatures fall
I stumble
through the house
television plays
rhetoric
I get ready
the day calls
traffic jam
horns blast
somewhere
bombs explode
conflict
a constant circle
conflict
horns blast
bombs explode
somewhere
traffic jam
the day calls
I get ready
rhetoric
television plays
through the house
I stumble
temperature fall
storm and clouds
morning shadows
Noel , let’s egg Estelle on,
To go out with Dan or John.
Well, old John wears a toop;
Poor Dan is in a Droop.
She’d do much better with Ron
I see them in everything
they're invisible with no form
My body is touched by feelings
it makes my skin crawl
I hear their whispers unending
yet silence is their voice
I breathe deeply but smell nothing
It is the sense of death
I can taste only dry metal
or at least I thought
They make me count the experience
to try to keep me calm
Calm...
To try to keep me calm
they make me count the experience
Or at least I thought
I can taste only dry metal
It is the sense of death
I breathe deeply but smell nothing
Yet silence is their voice
I hear their whispers unending
It makes my skin crawl
my body is touched by feelings
They're invisible with no form
I see them in everything
Vampires
bottle the spin
hypnosis pours again,
dripping eagerly
intoxicating the kiss.
Tongues dance boldly,
rolling are women blind.
Is it maybe…enough?
Teeth tasting, touch sedating.
A gang of laser focused swashbucklers.
Sedating touch, tasting teeth.
Enough? Maybe it is.
Blind women are rolling,
boldly dance tongues.
Kiss the intoxicating,
eagerly dripping,
again pours hypnosis.
Spin the bottle,
vampires.
True and Deep within me
I found it
That I have lost
My smile
Which I had used
Hope and soul
But to defend
sorrow and pain
No longer
Will entice
My heart
With its positivity
I know that
I should stay true-
To myself
I owe that
At the least…
P.S. you can read this backwards (too).
leaves dancing
echoing prayerful winds
stories written in heaven
songs playing, surreal dewdrops
blessings arising
hearts breathing gently
painting shadows
dreams composed of light
times melodies
~ timeless ~
melodies times
light of composed dreams
shadows painting
gently breathing hearts
arising blessings
dewdrops surreal, playing songs
heaven in written stories
winds prayerful echoing
dancing leaves
waking to rain
remnants of the storm
the cat prowls past my bed
memories of love stir
I’m alone
in the silent room
my heart beats
the sun bleeds through clouds
a poetic leap
trees sprout leaves
to live is to live again
trees sprout leaves
a poetic leap
the sun bleeds through clouds
my heart beats
in the silent room
I’m alone
memories of love stir
the cat prowls past my bed
remnants of the storm
waking to rain
(palindrome)
She hurt me
So don’t try to convince me that
She was a genuine friend
Because at the end of the day
my heart twists in anguish
And I’m not going to sugar coat it,
I’m the one that cut her off
I have to remind myself,
No one can be trusted
And nothing you say will make me believe
Everyone deserves a second chance
Because no matter what
People will always let me down
And I'm in no position to believe that
if I extend my trust it won’t be broken
Because whenever I want to make friends I think
Is friendship even worth it?
(Now read it backwards)
It is nonsense,
Because it does not make sense.
Not because there is no sense,
But because you are unversed
And cannot make sense of it.
Because it is esnesnon,
It is nonsense,
And above your intuition.
It does not make sense.
It is nonsense,
Because it lacks sense
And has no substance;
Conceived from a debased instinct,
Of a delirious, senile and manic concept,
From a senseless conception.
This is nonsense!
And you lack a sense of the concept,
Because you do not have enough sense
To comprehend the senselessness of the nonsense.
This piece is nonsense,
Because it does not make sense—
Because subsidy is gone,
And it does not make sense.
dawn’s stillness
early lightfall
at my feet
my body aches
I slip out of bed
I shiver
the angels have fallen
a part of me has died
a part of me is gone
left with realization
my love
I’ll never see her again
my love
left with realization
a part of me is gone
a part of me has died
the angels have fallen
I shiver
I slip out of bed
my body aches
at my feet
early lightfall
dawn’s stillness
(palindrome form)
Was it a cat I saw one rainy noon
When Anna played with Hannah with a spoon?
Johnny Dune's radar was sharp;
Trick tunes with Madam Harp;
Kayak ran like racecar on the moon.
'Oh WOW, it was ever so cheap,'
she shouted when taking a PEEP.
'This KAYAK is cool.
My MOM is a fool -
at NOON she was sailing a sheep.'
*Bold font was lost when I copied it onto this site, so had to put the palindromes in caps
Mom spilled hot stew, wets a pal, lap short-shorts,
Dad yelled its hot, loop pool pop dive exhorts,
Mom says not that sort of hot,
Pip, spiced hot that's all it got?
Snot tons, "Jokes--Pip, we're exports, not Hogwarts?"
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