Friday, September 27, 2013
Watching master television w/lingering allurement triggers a hungry static that brings a steady growth to the Sunda moss and the thick, rubbery channels networking my brain.
An electric charge bridging mirrors and defining my realities ~
And I sink in.
Sink deep within myself to the maddening majesties of the hypnotic snow and the constant background noise.
The noise so unapologetically cracking; capturing the bits of psyche left-over from the echoes of my waking dreams.
And I sink deep. Deeper than my hidden sins and she says . . .
Welcome my friend,
Teevee retreat for king, yes
Tv retreat my friend
Tv re-treat you stay.
And I thought about her sweet madness intoxicating the insides of my bones. One last time I thought about her calming solitude and this netherworld which I guess I’ll have to call home.
Posted by milan_millan at 12:11 PM
Saturday, September 7, 2013
Hypnotic waters run free within my essence picking up speed and the hair of the witch along the way to the dark, cold mouth kissing an ever-anxious death on the teeth. Rampant within my veins they rush, crashing against my jagged anger and making nothing of it. Swept along by the ankles, I drown in their racing currents as my body ultimately surrenders to a dismal and moribund highway.
And then come the chilling sensations of the last moments of life.
Now awake your haunting lives for a glimpse of the past.
Pour the sweet wine in my chalice so I’ll never be late when you call. I love you love me but misery has other plans for the energies of we.
A young queen of the
contemplates suicide while the others sing to her life and bargained gods anew.
My love has departed to her thousand lifetimes; exhausted and missing my keep, I follow in suit.
Look to the heavens through a pleading blindfold and petition forgiveness from the Righteous One. A last prayer precedes the targeted gunshots ~ fusillade breaking the air and finding sweet amen. My head slumps, the urine trickles, and the accordions play their heavy notes for my names under a sunlight no longer mine.
Posted by milan_millan at 5:44 PM