A Moment, Aphotic
3-31-13
Approaching the gloaming in aphotic moments
To pass like the dew
Of a dawn I am yet to see
According to my hopes of new beginnings
To rise before the light of what can be known or even seen
In a place where day blues are parallel to all that is green
Wanting to see the light beyond such tunnel vision limited
Just for what it is
In that blessed are the merciful
By the playing of my Dylan archives
To make my way into the light
That lingers in the dark
That I favor tonight...
Axiom
3-31-13
Minding my Matthew chapter six and verse thirty-three
In that all that I desire
Is already in my grips of strengthened hands
That want to be put back in the commission
Of all that is inherited
In legacies of what can yet be with
These axiomatic and self evident ways
About what I am yet to see in the real me
By the light of the illusion
Of how I can tonight be free
In my grips of strengthened hands
Equipped to yet seek
Wherein blessed are the meek...
Aroused
3-31-13
Genealogies of genitalia wait for affections
Leading deeper into the psyche
By the playing of another Dylan archive
Seeing this musical soulmate
As the incentive for new material
Written here to float and drift
Upon rivers running to deeper seas
Where I'm in complete denial
Concerning my tomorrows
Approaching this eleventh watch
with new hopes for all that is prolific..
My Easter Brunch
3-31-13
This late morning
I take my fill on mussels and squid
Wishing somehow that my iniquity might be somehow hid
Exposed to the light right outside the confounds of my wall that soon will crumble
In that no longer do we stand tall with no plan in mind save the faith of things not seen
Where my blues intersect a parallel plane that is green....
Aphorism
3-31-13
Self evident and aphoristic are the dreams in mind that I lost sight of
No longer tangible nor realistic
Where I can see decades into my past
Of reflections of my subconscious landscapes
Of what appears as futuristic
Making resolutions to pray tonight to make some headway
In the situation with my kitchen cabinets
Seemingly impossible
Of that which is self evident and aphoristic.....
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