Simple, Insanity

abstract poem

catapult

launch

whistlewhistlewhistlewhistlewhistlewhistlewhistle

clang

rise

 

twirling twilights

bright like nothing else is bright

not blinding, still losing eyesight

red vison

unsurely real

holographic ground

blast

drop

pornographic?

 

onetwo

onetwo

leftright

leftright

chains instead of hands

bolted to the sky

my body?

a shadow cast of an ocean

painted into the cosmic canvas

without matter

 

cut here

not there

here

over here

HERE!!!!!!!!!

I'm right here

 

fuming blood

flaring out of my pores

inch by inch

my soul seeps through

sucked out into a cloud

cotton blood

 

tentacles bursting through my chest

armored pain torn into love

fabrics mended, broken2?=pmcw .cm.q120JK:LM23*#@&(.............???

mwahahahahahahahaha

I said i'm over HERE!!!!

please

listen

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Adrian K. Smith]

One could imagine following the expulsion of paints upon a battered canvas as the images from this work pour forth, shifting, changing, yet maintaining a coherent cohesiveness within the simple insanity that is anything but simple. The snapshots run together, pooling within the recesses of the mind, and offer up a kaleidoscope of thought and emotion.