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Science

to see you

is to understand

the urgent sway
of gravity

the spectrum
of infinite hues

precious molecules
in bonding

you fill my primal senses
with the knowledge

thought divine

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Descending

we are
lost

amid our own profundity

or

the inference thereof
at least

platitudes
of desperation
haunting like a dormant plea

just to close our eyes
and still yet see

is not enough
to sate

the all-consuming
fervor

to project
somehow

a vision
that might justify

the burden
of our disposition

frozen
existential fractals

giving way
in their descent

careening toward oblivion

with nothing more
than the solitude

of a solipsistic incarnation

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Happenstance

trying
to live

trying not
to die

run
to the shadows

straight
into the sun

no star
within reach

can undo
the truth

an answer

lies somewhere

the question

unasked

 

 

[image credit: Ernest Henry Griset]

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In Truth

in truth

i am nothing

if not
for this
suffering

fleshed
of sighs

in nuanced
rebuttal

abjection
from sanity

lost

spectrums span
ceaselessly

i dare be sworn

to behold

the bane
of my dedition

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Man-Made Mood

suicide
can swoon you
come the solstice moon’s
return

in spite of its obsequious attendance
on the fives and tens

some would even say
it was romantic

though i’m not inclined
to justify your prying
either way

airing such affairs
errs most uncouth
besides this documenting

circumstances
spare no time to tarry

only in the spongecake
of a soft and silky
skull-bound stockade

does a tolerance
evince

alas, these are but
ramblings
of a mordant
man-made mood

so pardon me
for pissing
on your balsamine
impatiens

[image credit: Frantisek Kobliha]

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Diorama-Max Meunier/Dissociative Void

my latest poem on Sudden Denouement

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i stepped into a diorama

walking through pellucid clouds

the air was tight

sky was shallow

voices, still, in static freefall

the light of day was overshadowed

jilted, lumbering eclipses

an atmosphere so stifling

like starfish lost in the sahara

fear had strung the leash that tethered me

to the abandoned mine

overhead were expectations

looming like the unseen eye

quietly, i moved below

like fetid water seeping

from a broken fridge at midnight

had i drawn their consciousness

my words would have become subverted

so it was, my tongue did stay

never would such thoughts again

beset my addled mind

returning to the ocean and the sand whence i arose

for i could not recall my name

every eve as death awaited

watching from a borrowed window

perched upon the impasse

of the broken wing of time

Max states: “I write about the things going on in my life. I…

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Lost Expression

all that i desire to say
can be found lost in my expression
enshrouded by archaic airs
arbitrary to my intentions

are these conscious thoughts of truth
in conflict with my hidden layers
or is it pretense so aloof
driving rifts through solemn lair

this much i may never know
and such it is i must accept
that all i might forever show
should be not what my heart reflects

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Universal Truth

The universe has once again flourished in my consciousness.  Knowledge of my own existence and that of the world around me becomes my reality.  There are many things, infinite things for which i feel fear and unknowing.  Life persists and time is imminent.  I am helpless to anything other than surrender to its insistence.

In spite of the anguished plight of each individual’s existence, i feel the warm energy of assurance and comfort radiate throughout my entire being.  An understanding that all that has been, all that will be, and all that is, shall be okay.

The singularity of time and truth looms above.  Not as a harbinger of sorrow but as the sun, infusing all with its golden beams of love.  Doting on each and every one of us with buzzing motes of life’s exquisite mystery.  Anything within and beyond our comprehension may take place at any given moment.

Just as we are here so shall we be gone.  As those that are gone are here, surrounding us with their love and granting us stay.  Their existence continues in all realms.  The love that permeates throughout the varied instances of our day speaks of this divine truth.

This understanding brings hope.  The love we all share brings hope.  Hope is the understanding that although we have no possible way of knowing what things may come, we refuse to let the fear of the unknown tarnish our weary hearts.  For we know that things will be okay.

Knowing that regardless of the surreality of reality and all things contained therein will happen as they will.  And this is okay.

Every moment we have ever experienced.  Every treasured memory   Every misplaced memento that wanders throughout our subconscious as the fuel that feeds the fire of our dreams.  Every brief moment of perfect happiness that so fleetingly dashed across our life’s landscape.  Every first beholding of love that was previously unknown to our conscious minds.  All of these exist in this very moment.

When we gaze upon the open sky of umbrage we are overcome with a sense of wonder and awe.  As we glance upon the very particles that compose our own existence in physical and ethereal form.  The true essence of everything in every temporal tense of existence.

That truth is love.

 

 

 

[image credit: Chesley Bonestell]

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Perilous Sky

my truth existed
somewhere
in her opaline eyes

a timeless visage

dangling moonbeams
from the edge of oblivion

muted by the dismal
desert sky

silently
she drove an erubescent arrow
through the sorrowed vales
of a wailing echo

which impaled my imperfect heart

i followed her flicker

’til the trail
led me to an apparition

which dissolved
into a parasol
sprawling with mesolite

then she vanished
into the night

[image credit: Kay Nielsen]

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