Friday, February 19, 2016

It Just Doesn't Matter

I guess I will always be like ashes with the wind, 
in every aspect.
Endlessly flowing with no respect
to direction. No, not at all. 
Not for long. 
Wave. Vibe. Moment to moment. 
Live. Thrive. Rolling, 
with my own style of motion. 
Never stopping. 
On and on. 

~flower. 

Monday, February 8, 2016

Somnium.

Gaining three eyes to shield the right. 
On this day i illuminate. 
i am the dark. i am the light. 
Purposes for this circumstance are becoming clear. 
Elevation of the self keeps i here.
In mirror images, the Self sees i.
In a world emanating beauty, i becomes an imaginary number.
A placebo. A perpetuation. 
The true body is all that exists here, 
Among the vegetation--We breathe in unison, 
We glow incandescent. 
We are not "as one." We are one. 
In tandem. 
~flower.

Sunday, February 7, 2016

Cheshire.

ghost kitty. 
here, then gone in an instant. 
maybe i could understand his words if i listen. 
a cool Cheshire, brimming with secrets unknown. 
one more sign from the universe, and my sense of reality will be blown. 
reality. 
what is it anyway?
i can only damn myself for this road i've paved. 
but i'm conscious of this. have faith that i'll be good anyway. 
it's guaranteed, so long as i don't let it chip away.
so long as i get this bread today. 
that's the only way i'm ahead today. 
and how you don't know i;m ahead a day?
i wonder, where is my head today?
i sit in silence, mind racing,
thoughts blazing, 
highly anticipating the imminent acclimating
as i sit in this silence, 
i watch the ghost cat fade way. 

~flower.