samedi

~ SPUR



    Madness
    Inhabits dormant
    My every pore

    Ruthless,
    I whip the stimulus
    That makes her
    Grow

    Finally
    She will arise
    And pluck
    the eyes out
    Of my mind



jeudi

~ TAUT JAUNT



    Dance
    To the music
    Of my drunken habits
    Guzzling mad notes
    In wild composition
    And whilst the alcoholic fogs dissipate
    Observe the true shapes reappear
    Sallying in harmonic delight.




lundi

~ IMMUTUALITY




    In your eyes who reveal to us
    Our endless solitude
    I feel the abysmal depression
    Quaking our hunger
    For existence.

    Thrown across space
    The elusive angle
    Of my mental curtain
    Raises in diagonal slant
    And despairs at
    The wandering madness:
    Us asunder.




dimanche

~ AGAPĒ



    Precipitating
    Into the pit
    Of my discontent,
    I scream in horror
    Every time
    I awake
    Faced by the
    Ruin
    Of my existence.

    Agapē
    Save my ethos
    So that
    I may resurrect!






-- The M-W dictionary defines the Greek word Agapē thus:
'A state of unconditional love for everything. This is considered the ultimate goal of all sentient evolution. (Usually pronounced ah-guh-pay.)'

I truly hope to comprehend its full meaning...



samedi

~ INNER SPITTOON



    I sense
    The cuspidor
    Of carnal thoughts
    Reverberating
    Through
    The corridors
    Of my sinister
    Cerebral vortices
    In centripetal anxiety.













Emily Dickinson's axiom
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