A Town Called Catatonia
Just give it something-
To keep this slanted calligraphy gleaning- always-over~
False leather eyelashes and crystal silicone valleys-
& beauty queens;
We’re born in the era of hansoms’
Turntable- tracks skip our favourite lines,
Play the ones we care less about.
This collective jade soul, over-
Enameled hearts; and
Delineated eyes leave yours and I’s
Spinning fast marigoround-
Is this procession.
You and I have found ourselves on previously, too many times in false pursuit of a foreign feel of being felt-
Now stark epiphany.
Sky scraped eyes,
Concrete tongue, cracked from continuity of lashes- by
Laws and letdowns; supposed realities, commitments,
And obliged networks we’ve made that bind us with rusted links-
maybe even unto our graves.
Souls that secretly glisten- gilded, unfeigned
Against scarlet smokescreens-
Despite their efforts, lies hold truths.
Yes, yes they do-
But truths never bear lies,
Give me nothing,
But hope filled fictions (I’ll take what you can spare)
Molted gold feather-
From your wing, dipped in ink-
Writes our story of nothing-everything; known- unknown-
That keeps me dazzled-
Eyes open when closed
Please don’t slap me down dear world;
Please keep my flighted soul asoar-
I’m catatonically glacial- when only here, not there- lost in translation; when between worlds,
Iced over and numb
I could scream
If my frozen voice would allow me release-
Dove under the glasson ice skin over neon novocain lake-
In a town called Catatonia population, nihil.
Unable to break through, when I needed effervescent blue-
Sunk like stone unknown, slate cloud shrouded human being,
Supersession of one life-
When you’re gone, simply just not around.
Lung filled world,
World filled lungs-
Drown me in a love so grand, hysteria maddening ensues-
My own soul can’t even fathom this universal source.
These fractures of thought, splinter my hands;
Can’t contain fluidity of flow this violet eve,
When you’re all that I breathe, and all that my senses perceive,
Sun, world, moon,
The five and the eight,
The universe of heart reaches to the universe of soul-
Kisses lips imperfectly aligned
Created the big bang-
Flowered into this you
N into this-