Hush

Armored cavalry aligned in rows
Against gated stone masonry,
Await with abated breath
As shadowed sundials surrender
To the ascending moon.

Condensed atmospheric vapour
Settle into droplets on leaflets,
Gliding down exhausted valleys
As water scorpions swivel and scurry
Across unidentifiable flesh pieces.

Archers point their swerving bows,
Releasing descending kinetic energies;
Of choices in redundancies.

Harbored Ports

Buoys float on blue-green brine
In flares of flaking chicory reds
On alloys of rusted parts
As chains act as anchors nearby
Harbored ports, littered with
Boats along the coast.

Oils discolour with toxicity
As its poisons fill up gills
Of the poor little fishies
In delirious quantities
In noxious dreary knolls.

Booms contain whilst skimmers collect;
Missing forgotten ambiguities
Of misconceptions in disbelief.

That it Would Never Be

Cotton puffs softly blended in
Salmons, greys, and whites
Sprawl across blue-orange skies.
Heavenly bodies impartial
To incandescent spectral lights
Reflect love’s wishes,
Regardless.

Retracting conjured forms
Beamed in conversing flows
Within whorls of shared spaces
Banished
To would-never-be realities

Tell me,
Does love get easier over time

Disorientation

Is it possible to fall in love with probabilities,
To fall in love with a soul that’s a maybe,
To fall in love with intangible realities.

Then why is it that I have fallen
For the just barely.

These semblances
Keep resonating inside
Archaic echoes of concentric conceptions
Of discomforting dazes in ecstasies
Where eyes of a deranged criminal cackled
Then cracked in crippling dins of
Dined vehement emanations.

Integrations of cyclical motions
Deduced as fragments of
Kaleidoscopic ignitions.

Still,
With her nonexistent voice,
She urges:
“Push”,
Within exceeded pain thresholds
In jolts of crumbling lulls.

Replications

The outer circumferential visage
Of isles laden with iridescent ores
Stained in champagnes and marines
In glimmering idiosyncratic meanderings
Surrounding nitrogenous asphyxiations
Of igneous deposits bent in silicon sheens
In plausible replications; seditiously contoured
Altercations met in disfigured capabilities
Exchanged in electronic measures whittled in biases.

Unraveling fates in magicks or in numbers
Within fabrications once anointed: reviled.

Unable to cast vapours, sans-senses,
Of the catalyst and its manifestations
Absolving it as wishful resonances.