There's madness in enlightenment,
preferring darkly recesses of denial
whilst moon descends sensibilities,
shedding white powder florescence
fracturing every crack & crevice,
most days long to dwell
in oblivion, remembers it fondly,
before unicorns and monsters
became real and materialized
taunting duskiest memories
always knew in her bones
that something was askew,
fear and breathlessness
a huge part of her psyche,
on the surface she seemed
to have it together but,
her marrow was aware,
as dysfunctional trembled - -
nagging blitzed neurons,
felt its prevailing intrusiveness
a foreboding presence beckoning
in blindingly echoed vocalizations,
long before time even existed
She lives in continuous disorder,
tucked away within her own reflection
chaos extruding every wakeful moment,
powerless to cease mind-boggling adaptations
The Poesy of My Poetry
An enchanted geometric cadence
With an unpretentious pentameter
Causes euphoric confusion
By means of philanthropic lineage
Outside of the way words sound
Beyond phases sans their meanings
From the free flowing vitality
Inside of me
To the cautious intrusiveness
Inside of you.
This is to be experienced
From the dust we clean on
To the spirit we lean
For the cause we became for...
Taste Accept Receive
Me.
7/29/2015
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