In Drips Revelation

I

Sweat hours are eternities in your smile a spirit is born clear to the clothed heart cold 
wind coughs through the window slathered white poetry adorns the stars with night 
cancer is a promise exploding black and white stones in a marble phrase 

She is ending…

Space lost in her voice…

Images clog blooming star showers 
Signals from numbers
Broken brittle paper 
Ripped in burnt screams
Messiahs and demons crying
Melodies blank with psalms

II

The first vision is the leader
He guides with thin fingers
Bony eyes form a procession
Behind his anointed lies

III

No phone rings silence is the weeping valley ever broken from shadows falling in rocks 
of prophecy bowls of soup painting praying white hands bearded in broken hope
modern sexy latex phrases pulled debt over our hands wearing lisps of rage 

In 
Drips
Revelation

lyrics spit milky hues
upon a dream sunflow
-ers and winter queens lilt
dragging their for
-tunes in a nocturnal waltz…
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February 19, 2014 at 9:07 PM
Again your style is intriguing. I, myself am not a fan of the so-called, "structured" poetry of already known styles. I find not necessary boring, but just dusty. This brand of poetic writing is that raw emotion and imagery that I like to include in my poems. I think I will favorite you as a poet. Thank you for your freshness Alex. - Mike
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