Exotera

My tongue; unleashed.

[zi-poetic]

Father

Do you still think of me?  Do you wonder about how I am doing in life?

Are you regretful?

 I am probably a lot closer to you than I ever let on-

 we are both hiding within the folds of our flesh.

Why couldn’t you be happy tucking me in at night?

Why did you prefer to have me remove your socks and shoes instead?

[zi-poetic]

Ode to Thoth [01.09.07?]

A young being stood in the light

Half (its) mind tainted with blight

Standing still in a profound daze

(It) jumped in fright at the absence of rays

Shadows crept as the moon did wane

(It) tried to run, but did in vain

Nowhere to go, no one to call

(It) had to choose or else (it'd) fall

Then a silent twinkle caught (it's) eine

Seemingly frozen in a fragment of time

A star, a star so bright

Blazingly white with millions in sight

(It) smiled and stood taller, and taller still

Laughing in bliss at the cricket's soft trill

Where there is darkness, light would soon follow

Like a gem in a molten stone so hollow

Also in light there may be shadow

Like shoals in waves so shallow

Life and Death

Lust and Love

To Live or to die?

To be truthful or lie?

Run or hide

in your decision your future may lie.

[zi-poetic]

Smoking Mirror

You can't stick me on a shelf, I just won't keep- My form would melt. The games I play with what I say; Truth-injected rhythm with metaphoric lies: I cannot see what I disguise. I am what I do, yet what can I say? Eyes hazed by the repercussion delay.

[zi-poetic]

Shattered, re-spawned

I re-punctured the wound

literally desecrating silence in sound

obliterating the centuries which have lain

shrouded in the darkness that surges in every lost soul

trapped and wandering in seas sans sanity

the sands of time are trickling

down to the ground you reach in

the roots of your fathers forever drowned

in the soils of your past

grasping at tendrils and mists in disguise

"What have I done to deserve this?!" You may ask to no reply

folding within yourself in search of your mind

God, Allah, Mohammed, Buddha

video-graphic, ultrasonic waves

pestilence reins in your holographic existence

transcendentalizes to dental fractures beyond fractals

which could spread further beyond sight

organismal disgrace, awakened to a quickened pace

fluctuating tonalities brought to a halt

threading the intangible crisscrossed to a fault.

[zi-poetic]

Pour me out, you will and whine.  I can't keep the flow going for you just because you ask me to.  You see me turn to shut the valve, and you grab for another, forcing palpitation.  You all drive me crazy crazy crazy I can't keep my head up; my skin is waxing with the moon and I'm melting from the blaze of the stars.  I spill and become rivers, I pool and become lakes, I stretch and am the ocean.

You starve my soul, I starve it too.  My mind is dripping with hunger for more, but inside the skull is full and tight, taught, lined with fissures.  My flesh creeps with chills from the rocky roads I must walk.

What is your language? It is not what the wind whispers to me.  You look at me with blanked out eyes, nothing but the whites of an egg with no soul, no blazing yellow sun of yoke.  You make mine pool with the black of your lost pupils, strangled and entangled by lashes that drip down to the ground like reclaimed roots.You know not of the earth, the richness of the dirt, the taste of the sky on your skin. You speak of factory smoke and bleeding children, your skin stinks of paper chains, painted green like your greed, but what is verdant is already here.

I'm tired of being pulled along behind you as you tell me to give more and more who are you to tell me what's right, you who walks to the council of television heads who bleat the word of the LORD to you?  Oh say, can you see? Eyes blind. burning over poor Jose.

You say we're one, we're close, and everyone else is a stranger.

Who are you? Who are you?  Who are you?

Who am I?

You don't even know how to open your eyes to look into mine.

[zi-poetic]

Mauna [11.21.12]

Dialect falls loose in translaton

trans-actional deficit

in words and syllables

for the mind cannot see

what you cannot percieve

synthetic attonements

for an outcropping of

inverted inertia,

STOP-pull-throw

tumbling to fall

below depths

reset the recess

rise upon excess

exert, restore,

bellow and swallow

swords forged from the sanctity of silence

lost in a swell of dissolution

despairing in perceptual fallacies

driven through the ear.

[zi-poetic]

[11.07.12]

Gracías

azure springs which gaze

upon a mantle of creeks and haze

Para noche

softly battered shifts of banter

lights glide in a canter

hear my decanter

Now for my mantra

iOye!

Para nunca.

[zi-poetic]

Emote Sybil [03.28.10]

You each wear faces Following my paces I want to wish you away But you refuse to stray Clawing my innards, you crawl out my ears Now you’ve got me on the verge of tears You continue to fight I must be such a sight Face flashing from anger to anguish to bliss You all wear masks and speak with lisps You push me to the bottom and step on my head While you leave my depths and dominate instead You surround me with vestigial faces Different emotions switching places I’m spiraling downward to your fixed expressions Rattled by your sessions Your escapes unpredictable, I lie wondering if my own is capable…

[zi-poetic]

Derealization [10.27.09]

I spend my days drifting away and back between dream and a reality that feels so fake Blinded in a different realm, feeling through braille to stay intact The world’s tendrils feel so brilliant I wish not to wake Filling life with thrills I hang on tight, floating around like a dream-warped kite.

[zi-poetic]

Steely Waters [06.08.10]

I feel it pulling me deeper as I grow, I grow weaker… My mind cannot fight the tide, constantly torn from skin to hide with what I feel inside… Inevitability in this cannot be matched, for with one breath the fates are attached. Merely wishing a peaceful ride, with twists and turns inspiring pride… But in the end, we return to the bend that falls so deeply in the crevice of time, sans of time nor rhyme… Pushing me into the grime that possesses my mind… imagining a pistol as a missile to a foreboding end, all whilst knowing at the gold-lined road would amend… If I could, I’d slow thought, enjoying all that I’ve sought… and vanish in due time; the grime will turn to wine.

[zi-poetic]

One Lit Flame [03.10.10]

Sparks in your skin, connected by threads you gathered from those dust filled roads leading to your home- a coven in a sea of stars. Your breath fills the air like water nymphs escaping your lungs, swirling in the crisp pre-spring air. You’re walking, shoulders up as high as they could go like a stiff robot desperate to stay warm… You’re spiraling downward behind your walls. You’re reaching up to grab at the ground you are getting increasingly distant from. You’re drowning in the very air, its iciness fill your lungs and chill your core, making you conscious of your physical body, while your mind spirals into the abyss, a far away astral plane where physical bodies were a thing of yesterday. It is yesterday. Behind is the future… It will return. You’re stuck in tar and floating in the air. You’re breathing, flushed, moving, yet immobile and pale like an animated marble sculpture. The strings snap, and you fall down, down into the leaves, down into decomposition and become the world.

[zi-poetic]

Ejector Seat Mishap/ Relapse [stop] {10.??.08}

Though she walks through crowded halls

She feels as if she's dangling from lonliness' claws

Faces of life and vigor

Float away and do not linger

A mask of void fixed to her face

shielding her from the rest of her race

Emotions smothered in the back of her mind,

she finds herself unable to tell the passing of time

The monster within clawed and screamed

She had it under control, or so it seemed.

Over and again it seized control,

her heart twirling with her mask in tow

A cycle soon took its place,

sealing her cries from the rest of her race...

[zi-poetic]

Beacon Dictates at Dusk [10.??.08]

Beacons trapeze across the sky

To a place where hopes come alive

As I gaze at the nightly air

I ponder whether these bonds would tear

Holding me down while my thoughts fly free

Growing wings and fleeing the interminable siege

I pull at my tethers and follow their lead

But as my steps increased in speed

I realized that it was just a reverie

Would it ever come to be?

I mumbled and began to breathe.

[zi-poetic]

Rest in Shade [2008]

Shadows, I will dance with you

I will lie with you and lie to you

I need not your life of lust that clouds my air with dust.

You press down on my chest, grasping my breasts

You are not mine.

You are conquered by time.

The ticking of hands and drumming of bands

They pound my ears and waste my tears.

Shadows, I will dance with you.

Shadows, I shall lie with you.

Just drape me in your mystery

So I can banish misery

Time, I am watching you

I shall conquer you

You are not mine,

You are freedom, you are malign

Your power is irrefutable

But my will, my love, is immutable

I shall be shrouded by Shadows and move forth

I shall clench my true treasure, for all I am worth

Time, you shall be ridden

Your cruelty will be smitten

And only the milk of labor shall flow,

As you tick on by, ever so slow.

[zi-poetic]

Coronary Gravitation [07.??.08]

If I could I would create my own constellation

Of red-hot sand and recreation

You'd be my brightest star

I just wish you weren't so far...

A bridge built of iron and stellar emission

We'd beat gravity to utter submission.

Like a moth I'd fly to your light

and leave behind a life of blight...

[zi-poetic]

Paranoia and Revelation [07.??.08]

Splitting ribs to reach inside

Cracked skull and turbulent mind

As the thoughts swirl and divide

I knew the lows of the "great" man kind

[zi-poetic]

Ode to Saphinex [07.??.08]

Azure, you wined, you lined my shores

On ashes you danced, you pranced on my lashes

With grins of puzzles, grim on their muzzles

You mystified, resurrected and defied my muse.

I reached, they seethed, I needed and sighed

In fire, the desire, the whimsical lyre

It sung; my lung, it burst in the sun.

Oh Sapphire Phoenix, Sapphire Sphinx,

My thoughts you mix, and line my shores at six.

Sapphire Phoenix, Sapphire Sphinx...

I needed, you receded, and I needed some more.