ego
ergo I
forgo
grief afferent
from florid faces
fraught
with frigidity
found
in reflection
pontificating
on ploys
to placate
validity’s degradation
Ego, Ergo I
Latent Introspection
having just awoken from a truth
none dare to dream
i reveled in the feeling
of an old familiar friend
for once the house that held this heart
had found itself a home
inhabited by every hapless moment
rapt in youth
i felt a warmth so radiant
where smiles wore freedom’s linger
the foreign touch of fingers
poised to praise and not condemn
i wandered through the shifting walls
of visions so uplifting
while drifting in between
the conscious states that fate once held
a gentle hand was guiding me
through windows of perception
with eyes of every fabled tale
of caring and concern
many arms were reaching out
that left no sting of burden
and words were spoken
with a calming comfort and relief
in this fixed expression of release
like peals of fulgurance
strike every version’s revelations
voiced of your reflection
with resonance, they ring out
to floresce in all dimensions
through broken mirrors
of latent introspection
Sharing Is Caring:
Obfuscation
hopelessly conforming to our cognitive contrivances
in clandestine displays displacing confluence of ideas
imbued upon incumbents of internalized inferences
incessantly impugning the perceptions deemed as real
in paltry portions pacifying, passively portrayed
for purposes supposing sempiternity simplistic
as space which occupies the oppositional array
presumed as dispositions predisposed to false depictions
encrypted by the cruxes of dysfunctions which pervade
with predilection fixed on flights of bold dissociation
disparities defining our delusions and dismay
that separate our fates from our accountability
to fortify the mechanisms meant to mend the breaching
where pieces preaching solipsism seep into our mind
from failing to reach out into extrinsic realms surrounding
if found would then invoke such visions previously veiled
availing of an evolution poised with lucid aplomb
permitting us to own the implications of our wrath
imparted to our conscience, conscientiousness most sound
that we might better understand all aspects of existence
with balance from auspicious valence, hope might then compound
Sharing Is Caring:
Further Than the Absence of Our Distance
Faint echoes illicit etchings that stretch
Further than the absence of our distance
Fumbled trails of jumbled digits
Our brains arrange to fit into sense
Reaching for warm vibrations
Resonant within such void
Static glow composing conscious
Countenance to quell our chaos
Astral arcs of crescent cradling
Poignant pools of prose and praise
Forming respite nets that catch
The day’s drawn out dreams
Looming always, weaving landscapes
Love and laughter lift the listless
Transposing painful plights
To smiles persistent, spent of joy
Trickled transit as varied visits
Vagrant visions carry verve
Flights of whimsy brimming over
In binary blurbs that hover nigh
Lighting the length of our plank
We walk to its end so aware
With blank expression
We descend into shared darkness
Sharing Is Caring:
As Fire Afflicts Antilogous Pole
errant wafts of ghostly whispers struggle to sway
but their words fall in magnetic arrest
boring through terrestrial layers
halting
when furnace beckons
sorrowed drops have inscribed twin vales upon this sallow shell
fallow, bereft of fleeting filament
hours composed of decomposing
poised to frivol away
as fire afflicts antilogous pole
Sharing Is Caring:
Wistful Expire
wayward sprawl swallow
now this fetid coil
dull and diminished
as wrought steel in toil
sinuous loom of ethereal tense
pen courting
indelible consequence
speckled array born
of absent remains
silence embracing
the advent of change
entropy tranquil
soft somatic seel
allaying dismay
bled of wray unto wheel
opium skies
shadow tinged stringent eyes
compartmentalized
fades the subconscious mind
welled wisps soon felled
as dost life quell desire
where worlds listless
persist in wistful expire
Sharing Is Caring:
Breaching Fast the Dark Horizon
divergent blades of earthen skin
stretching to escape their reflection
run the length that given time
will find them in each other’s arms
for in that distance, life becomes them
gaining loss, the cost of knowledge
senses dulled to shine the surface
barely sealing in gray matter
searching for the songs that struck
the core of all desires adopted
haplessly stumbling headfirst
into the unknown symphony
every refrain holds its truth
that only retrospect can tell
present states confuse with purpose
phrases blur to stay the hour
culled amalgam worn to worn
each its own reflection’s mirror
marred by moments etched in stasis
paraphrased by remnants squandered
once; as all that never was
must collide and shape anew
where the paths now come together
time persists as non-existent
passages and wayward exits
bound by universal law
jumbled masses huddled so low
breaching fast the dark horizon
Sharing Is Caring:
Truth Idealized
aromatic petals waft into the mind’s display
sowing memories of life unto the heart’s array
hands that never idle draw upon this weary face
siphoning the spirit, carapace soon turns to waste
thoughts endearing, dwindle like a spindle spiralling on
fraught with fears like kindling tends the tender fire till dawn
helpless to observe the truths impressed upon our flesh
soft and supple, weak and wary, worn under duress
standing on the pillaged past to peer into our fate
captured in reflections to which we cannot relate
poised upon the precipice of poignancy implied
haunted by the visions of our truth idealized
Sharing Is Caring:
Temporality
Time is not moulded clay
Meant to cradle impermanence
It moves with freedom
Minds cannot discern
We tread upon its trails, intrepid
Trivialities of atrophying form
Availed of all that falls before us
Envisioned of our own volition
Bound by realm of rusted blood
Etched in scrawling strewn askew
Washed away as whitened waves
Scorching scant displays of squalor
Songs of stringed structure lull
Swallowed by such forces fervent
Fraught with thoughts of relevance
And promised flights of light anew
Sharing Is Caring:
To Exist
Chaotic echoes linger from distant realms
All that has existed in this patch of land
Exists now in the absence of time
In between every extreme contained within the spectrum
Moments thought to diminish, yet languish in the void
Intangible essences endlessly spiral inward
All progression remains relative to the mind
Molded by our perception’s indoctrination we stumble onward
In futility we grasp at pieces we no longer see
Time is the abstract mechanism that diminishes all
Helpless are we to protest its insistence
Haplessly deconstructing the construct of existence
All that is at once is as good as naught
Fraught with fantasies of infinite repetition of consciousness
But particles disperse and coalesce without prejudice
Through visions evolving, dissolving with precision
We ponder with purpose what the surface conceals
Revealing only that which we can comprehend
Bound by our own paltry perspectives
The perpetual plight of reflective introspection
Through inflections of or intrinsic inability
Max, or Not 
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