Resurrection blue


One


Intertwined memories to long for

the glare of sipid tastes and fractions

of fragments in haste

make me

Destined to go further

the moon steps

don't hurt her

In rigid lands

a priori

the loner stands

amongst mountain beds

he seeks to know all

The passion dwelling clear

of light and dark

the near dissolute star

picks a limits tune

soon, they will find you

The imaginary torments of illusive

love, can't be bought

stepping on tepid smoke

while instigated proclamations of fever

to a slenderous man

day brought

infamy

seeks vengeance

A dream of cascading light

mountain pursuit

bites of elegant loneliness

the pit factories

clothing empirical drowsyness

in a bit

come closer

the evident maid

make me a cake

I sure do deserve one

while I'm driven far beyond insanity

I know how to tie my shoes

to splendour tickets

out of everything when they are around

into the erroded mints

where everything's new

like hell they do

when you get to know them

You better tidy up now and kiss them goodbye

as the sherades glow starry

the more wicked the less profane

looks burn

the stakes at evening

I can not bare this solitude

 

Two

 

A convex clouds at feet

the sight of dissolute solutions

betray the imortality of reason

construe dignant laughter

while the stone builders

scream adoration

Portray an instant

while you may as then in walks

to chambers with lost keys

prim spoken words

the scarce habitual mist

upon properties of denial

I insist

upon gratitude and great care

not in the world

where magnet people lay

like empty frogs in ponds

sleeping to be victimized

shortly, come ever more

the windy gaze upon a shore

where fleets of fishermen

pry gates open

the swirl of pearly white satin

closes

ever to and fro

no surrounding stranger to this place

I dream stairs

to walk through doors

where passion has a hold on me

The place I belong

is long since furnished

changed like bellybuttons

applicants to shame

rearrange their piety so my feet won't swollen

sorn

corn, the evidence

windy pleads to drunken hoards

of what used to be peace

blowing horns

against the monkeys we are

prying loose ends with nothing but milk and honey

the river melts

melding sleepy smiles

into golden statures of guilt

while the everlasting fame

of a word come by

beats flowers by the garden

to a sentiment of horizon

the sun shares

 

Three

 

Twice blessed

it is of sacred chests

the love at heart

This new found faith

promised stapled nays

grinned motions plaids

A guess again

tomorrows sorrows

greets the endless new met

upon solemn ground

we stood steadfast

lacking taste

looking forever towards

the nothing we'd become

and once were

what is now

sworen duty's toll

blessed innocente

teardrops cup of tea

the beast in me

fortune's lady, grieves

with a frowning stare

stirred shook leniancy towards

the prospect of nihil

accustomed to beasts

melodic feasts

nothing at all as could be

the incite of command

I wish I were that man

in me as you should see

oceans of mist

blessed,

like none other

the fictious treat

threats clear eyed icy wind

as she looks through the heat

neat while distressed

I hold you dear

what's near

closer to nothing

upon the dire lists

upheld a sudden share

the liar's lair

where'd they be

as you and I

together beaten against eternity

to convey a life

no devil's wife

may share

 

Four

 

Validate me

find easy street conformity

for the elegance in time

Pursue the wickedness

of loosing witts

graced hits and swag

to bury up an early flag

administer the top of floors

in habitual sanity

while dainty lips tease

the strangers freed

to outstanding joy

a praise and coy

the limits pay

merry-go-round

the strife on seconds

a tribute to a thief

how they squeak

for instance

The liminary coincidence

dense situated points and figured

the estimate

frequently adoring a photography

of poised property

left for the better

the check exchange

checked for weather

while incidents and crowds

point their vile distressed hats

on folk like they should know

For all that's good

think thanks

and fink ranks

of rigid talks

and the very best

stay here they say

don't go

where the evil people are

empty and fragile

squared up in bars

while the probability shows face

to an unsolved mystery

coins and fleety glimpses

of retributions

I slice a loose diamond

choose, chosen

privately game's quiet

the faith is fair

don't loose pace

 

Five

 

I gaze upon him for a while

this soldier man

boy he looks so alone

sharing manhood's sin

to have a cup of coffee with him

reading today's newspaper

would be like

nothing could go wrong

cause he died for us

enough said

I shed a tear

pity my eyes

you could not betray me

my long lost friend

you see right through me

when I know you are there

say, come again

what of fear

in tedious afternoons

with the voice maker.

My soul is lost

for your guidance

I don't need

to feed

on vengeance

What he cared for when

you must know;

tell me if I lie

tell me why you died

let me know

and I can not share your pain

the infatuated sincere guilt you portray

no more than the rest

walking in fire boots

while you could let me know

if I've been bad

like file a complaint to a shard in your vision

of the envy in evitable

promisqueous portraits of sacred

saints, walking in light

pictured your height

the weak are madder

than their hats

like me

you should know.

Where I would be

without you whom died for all

seems you stand tall; still with courage

where I'd fall