Paloma P Poet Burlesque

Neither Half of Any Equation - -

Offerings all-inclusively controlled,

  consummating thirst's affectations

   eliciting truth's darkly responsive swallow

        of pretenses pseudo-poetic poison,

            flamboyantly feverish flavors from

  gingered confections to Puffer fish toxins,

   testing temperature's comfort zones

      artless surrender of lucidity's aesthetic

    yielded in winters' disenchantment - -

   discontented,     smugly wrapped

         in tissue paper sweater's passion,

    fumes of moonlit intoxication's sips

       mid earthy disillusionment ticking,

  ventured to inhale magical heady elixirs

       within fusions of distorted disdain,

 glass was neither half of any equation

   merely a containment for elusive sunrises

       and hourglass sand trickling down on

   timely castles built betwixt skies' hallucinations,

    sucking life downhill like an absentminded cool trip

         drunken in fury's quenched neurotic afterthought

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James Inman November 19, 2017 at 3:24 AM Sounds like a difficult night Paloma, unmet expectations and disappointment. Love the line "glass was neither half of any equation merely a containment for elusive sunrises."

Paul Callus December 8, 2016 at 1:17 PM I find it intoxicating to be in such a state of mind, Paloma...a blend of highs and lows and undulating emotions. Trying to work out what time of day, or night, this work was inspired:) Regards ~ paul

Doug Vinson December 8, 2016 at 7:33 AM " ventured to inhale magical heady elixirs" = what I'm talkin' 'bout. : ) This time of year, the sun doesn't shine much in the American midwest, so let's have a glass of the sun's stored concoctions. Paloma, you pull the reader through. Paloma P December 8, 2016 at 12:58 PM Laws were made to be broken, just don't tequila and drive. :) Doug Vinson December 8, 2016 at 12:54 PM Aaack! I missed my chance.... Unless there is no law against having a tequila sunrise in the afternoon. Paloma P December 8, 2016 at 7:39 AM Cheers Doug, how bout a tequila sunrise for breakfast? :)

Chris Green December 8, 2016 at 7:00 AM "gingered confections to Puffer fish toxins" Where do you find these phrases, I don't even know what to say. This was a deep and dark collection of thoughts that seem to sting as I read them this morning. Sounds almost cataclysmic. I can feel the ground quaking under my feet. Your style just blows me away. Paloma P December 8, 2016 at 7:38 AM Sometimes a warped brain comes in handy. :) Much appreciate your ever kind comments Chris.

White Wolf December 8, 2016 at 6:31 AM Wow, that's heavy, Paloma! I need a drink now! Good morning to you! Paloma P December 8, 2016 at 6:39 AM It was just one of those nights, I've lightened up since! :) Much appreciated Rick. Buongiorno & cheers to you too my friend!