Too Few

Greeted every morning by
An indecipherable code,
Neatly hammered into man made posts,
He murmurs excitedly to himself,
Instantly searching for the first clue
To help him solve the
Disclosed candor she spent
Time hiding in messages to be closer to him.
Content hazily spending the
Day feeling as though she were beside him,
Before the last pointed foray
Until life would get in the way.


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From A Hungered Life

Simian progenitors of Dracula,
Nascent, acquired superpowers
Divulging bodily aches;
Narcotic analgesics
Partially relieved targeted pain.

Disparaged, they slunk away in
Discombobulated motions, while the caught
Yearned to inhale psionic fumes
Disconcerted by confusion rays,
Hovering over imparted qualities
Woven into their DNA.

Holding tightly onto perceptions,
They gingerly sought
The treatment in question.


So Afraid

They crafted ornamental shrines, unsure
Where to place exaggerated mandala designs,
Within microcosmic palaces, primarily timed
When the stars of the cosmos moved then aligned,
Wrapping up begotten warnings in warped signs
Between the dualistic symbiosis inside the astral world.
Where loves, tried and tired, for the immortal
Gods and goddesses, were encrusted with
Gems in Tuscan color schemes, meticulously
Complimenting multiple shades of shit,
But let’s call it earth tones for the sake of poetry.

Falsified deities sobbing at
Kinds of love, unduly given,
So much so, they wanted to believe
Such phantasmal suffusions, ever hopeful
They could one day sigh with relief.


So

Discordful characters, scribbled, originating
From black sands of volcanic beaches, inscribed on mulberry paper,
Float and flit in rippling flagellation
Towards a resting codex,
Sequestered inside a villa.

Vanishing into smoky shadowy vestiges
Rematerialising into digitised pixels,
Vibrantly shimmering in iceberg hues
Turning into undetermined fillers
While hiding their life’s secrets
While dangling rues;

Tidbits of information
Hanging over the face of a cliff.

Where bunnies whiff
The faintest hint of vanilla honey lemons.


Been

Dimensional lightning bug larvae,
Laid in wait, emitting bioluminescent
Triadic cyanic neon greens,
Surging, lasting in dimension lilies
With tumescent wavelengths of
The deepest burgundy shades.

Seducing oodles of greenish
Prey, attracted, sheepishly falling
For their enamored pillowy callings,
Freakishly knowing the yearnings
Far better than those they ate.

Before some force of nature,
Reflective of human type existence,
Grabbed and tossed
Then stomped and slid
Their feet grating
Their pretty guts across
The pavement’s surface.

Sentient remnants glow,

Fading;

How they had wished
To relive.


Bouncing Faces

Worn embellishments glimmer from larger porpoises;
Pornographic cetacean organisms. Anglerfishes with smiley faces
Gregariously illuminating meticulously covered
Blow holes with angled barnacle strips inside oceanic mines.

*Pomiferous erogenous diving zones*, written on a sign
Where starburst orcas and other finely finned women
Knowingly swam, not thinking ‘bout the dangers within.

Finesse in interacting, including prehensile dexterity, cunningly stealing
Kills, nod up triumphantly, rapturous, each time they’d win,
Cloistered up into nooks ‘stead of roaming tropical seas.
Bipartisan shenanigans oppressing sought out frequencies;

Honorable dishonesties filed into an ironic line
On – human forms of summed up decencies,
Sojourned to arced carats of negated sentences,
Preposterously denied caveats, continuously feasting
On bottomless bowls of poisoned caviar.


Asset’s Bountiful Dangers

Lost prehistoric hydras
Lay resting, curled up, at
Their suffusive indigo lagoons.
Dreaming silky dreams about the world’s
Vainest trivialities in submissive
Full spectrum trails that spun and were multihued;
Soft malleable surfaces organized above
The volcanized earthen bedrock.

Forbearers presiding over
This scene, breathe in
The emanating rancid fumes
Reminiscent of sulfuric odors
Commentating on the horrific,
Questioning their livelihood, individually
Bouncing off vulcanized rubbers.

Residual effects amid disturbances
From palpable voices escaping
Their petulant lips,
Slicing steady airy vapors, upon contact
Stir these bleary eyed beasts,
Pulsating veins, indifferently thrashing
Their orifices exposing shark like teeth,
Quickly tamed by way of Indra’s metalloid hands

Who sparked into being, gently murmured,
“Let’s calm and recant
You bitter monster”,
Beckoning.


Yores of Don’t

“What am I doing…”,
She drifts thermochromically,
Lightly spiraling in combative
Sleepless waves, galactically.

“Watch this”,
He manically gleams,
Shooting fantastical laser beams
While he hums chauvinistically.

She chases repetitively,
Nautically penned, senses,
With what could actually be
Dyslexia’s disease.

“The how’s, I now know”,
He easily promises
Much too
Figuratively.

While (s)he heaves,
Nonsensically half swears
Tartily,
“I won’t”.


Just Isn’t Enough

Types of touchless expressions layered
On red exoskeletons when they reached the exosphere,
Conjuring historical archives on glossy screens, going up
Articulated thermodynamic scenes, through past lives
Liabilities within christened thermospheric times
Lost in not so distant meteoric realities.

Brilliant wonders searching for what one found in
The other, disintegrating yearnings at the mesosphere
Proportionately connected into lettered stratospheres,
Their arthropodic bodies strategically strapped into cushy seats,
Prevented their teleportation abilities,
Powerless in their adorably disappointed
Tiny android anthropomorphic forms, sobbing,
Lamenting, apologetically at etude tropes that surmounted
To breathing difficulties, unrelenting at tropospheric altitude peaks.