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The sun rises in flickering speeds, flashing
Through dusty clouds of snake skin scenes.
Rios effervesce on nature’s metaphysical terminologies
Where reeves and ruffs wade and conversate in tongues
Deluding themselves in grandiosities and insecurities;
Their greatest fears and hopes and dreams and nightmares;
Transcending airs swish fully into translatable swivels by
Daunted leaves immediately disappearing in haste into ethers.

Scores brightly lit by suns of unhindered perceptions in saturated
Lifts of lit blues that adhere and blend, fading in white stinted tints.
Denied rivulets act as hovels to tiny dancing nymph like creatures
While the injured act as indications of reasons to hide in fantastical
Seasons of obtrusive and senseless connotations, warping muddy
Cesspools of crazed lines, crackled and cracked, slighted fixations
Reenvisioned by processes, repeated, ideations writ in binary code,
Lost in the originations of the creator in the why’s, how’s, and when’s.

Superficial wares sold on ness like borders, consciously decided
By migrant roamers unaware of the “to what extent’s” of fineries
That seem perceivable, while the unknown suffer those lamentations.
Hideous throes of murky dribbles flow into sub-terrariums located
Beneath those rios. Environmental observations of stimuli by these
Passerbys qualify the quantitative gaggles of the Animalia and
The Mystical in cajoling reversals of possible combinations while
Slurping up shucked clams, having acquired those preferences.

Unseen moons in rotations cover the suns in totality, inhaling focal
Lights, leaving traces of luminescent umber shades softly fading into
Darkened ultramarines of minimized scales as exhalations release
Them into emotional states of misguided attempts of icy humanistic
Redundancies, removed in blurred lines of intended plans in subjective
Realities that echo and rebound nonsensical formations of evidences
Made up by matters of solidities inside paranoid fueled conjectures;
To question what is real and what isn’t.


Realities

I. Falsification
Knights clamored in ill-suited armors, they
Ravaged and pillaged expanses in lost time.
Rubbles of crumbled castle towers, massive
Gothic cathedrals, eradicated in the search
For extricated remains of mystical stones.

II. Raise
Freights of fractional constructions piled onto
Dreary heights in attempted removals whilst
Deprecated villagers weeping ash filled tears
Swept trampled dirt trails of the long begotten:
Ratifyingly frightened encounters on dusty roads.

III. Loyalty
Falsified ramifications denounced by bellmen
Decrying purifications within those currencies,
Deemed to be remnants of illusionistic histories;
Defiled. Vilifications of mystiques, their tomes,
Spells, and enchanted wards, decidedly null.

IV. Illusion
Disillusioned carriages brimming with urns of
Fallen kings and queens and other royalties,
Carried by riders that knew in certainties of
War torn villages, wrecked and salvaged in
Merrymade haste by friars and their friends.

V. Seclusion
Disclosed occlusions of eternal salvations in
The ascension to compassions in blindfolded
Growths, innervated fervent roots in resisting
Townsfolk who’d build walls to prevent some
Futuristic alien life form from invading again.

VI. Lie


Green

Flora and fauna waver inside of green bamboo
Liturgies, dwindling by the numbers in stinted
Abnormalities; a deft escapade into a cave womb.

Legions, in weaves, gather at the sun’s dragging eve.
Materialized celestial bodies, decked out in regalia,
Taunt at those taut covered lids, fabricating the inert.

Reactive stimuli, benign, latent, a recompensed spree;
Spuriously preferred folds shaped inside the imperious.

Time Dimensions

“My god, did you see her face?”
“She’s scary.”
“She looks crazy.”
“You don’t have to listen to her!”

Within dimension A,
Vast fields of shadeless hands
Tinged with holographic purples
Weakly fold fingers in succession,
Yelling their wisdom in vibrations.

“Can you really trust her?”
“Turn back!”
“That woman is poison!”
“She’s deceptive.”

Within dimension B,
Circuits of animated electric currents
Coloured in lightning hues, for digital displays,
Travel in angled lineations
Statically sparking advisories in
Grids of channeled pathways.

Dimensions of similar spaces
Where spurred formations of
Love existed in different time frames.

It’s Not

They travel through telephone wires
In discoloured energy sparks
Of whites lined with cobalt
Inside shadowy helixes
Of indigo blues
Entering emptied homes
Of tapered glass walls.

Deceptions in fabrications
Of deciphered loves
Without bodies;
Just a soul.

Erroneous sounds escaping
The thinnest lines of
Must be realities that
Could make the world fall apart.

Like the last time they blew it up.

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.

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.