written and performed by: (in order of appearance)
verse 1: brown robe
verse 2: stranded
verse 3: p. wrecks
verse 4: silntz
beat: warlock poems
verse 2: [stranded]
defiance dilates
pupils awake
a pride inflates
we rove
in search of prey
mass graves
that which stimulates
the mirror
that is a lake
to truly understand
what it is
that their reflection indicates
one must inundate
immerse themself
into the whole
of their authentic truth
begin at the root
and spiral to higher altitude
the sky invites this flower’s bloom
exotic pollen clouds
rain hypnotic blossoms down on you
the horticultural ghosts
that haunt tomorrow’s garden
BOO!!!
potent soil
that only immortals shadowander through
a cryoplasmic loop
the way curved
like the contour
of a saber tiger’s zygomatic tooth
swirling
like the labyrinthine form
of a fractal-hypercube
this is the branch
on which i travel
its sap subsumed
an arduous path
i adapt
after contracting wounds
reconfigure my exacting moves
the difficult maneuvers applied
with turn on a dime aptitude
verse 3: [p. wrecks]
lantern raised
to cast the same glance
whether spiderling or lizard king
weaving past the drainage canals
cobble trailed
you can almost see the sliver of space
beneath her veil
leaking a stream of quills
into quilts of tear drops
it takes no additional tact
to find where to emphasize
and still not
one response
from the mechanized wild life
she sat on an awkward nest
of her belongings
scrawling the passers by
they didn’t understand it yet
but the envy
is in the hiding in reflection
of mistaken disassociation
staring dead eyed
as reminiscence
the moth and the dragonfly
conversate
next to an animated pile of bones
dip into skull
’til brush is full
then
sumi one stroke
summarize the bridge’s demolition before
before beyond the capacity of knowing
picket line dollar sign casualty
vacant tenants
lake of monoxide
under a moldy moon
i described my own revelations
sunken freighter realization
intercepted sincerity
sampling the sound of beetle wings
pinned inside a shadowbox carapace
sound system of typewriters down a long haul
long hollow underwater cavework
in clay
so the tides reinvent the alignment of the tiles
changing the realm’s purpose
toward downward strides
for
beneath these lurking laylines like landslide
amongst the summit
listened close to encompass
verse 4: [silntz]
to bear the crux’s encumberance
is to bear the lust of its puppets
to summits of the skull’s corruption
self-destruct
and again walk amongst them
plunges to penumbral’s subtle clutch
disrupted by the shuttered suns
upsurging induction
when the equinoxes’ purges cometh
the blur of the seraph’s abrupt justice
flux
when the herd is culled
by the incubus’ touch brushes
the slumbered
uncultured pneuma’s substance
progenitus of mundus
has come to encompass
the veils erupted
summons the seven thunders
the earth tears asunder
fed to its endless hunger
the archeus floods me
through ursula major’s framework
hail anima mundi
salvation to the kingdom coming
wayfarer’s prayer
for the elapse of man’s nadir
the dream stele
beneath where the sphinx kneels
the three kings
reveals the link
between the good shepherd of fields
and the solstice’s circuit
around nirn’s circling wheel
you disturb the ancient temple of enlil
pillage artifacts as you pass
i sit back and watch the cavern collapse
