ENKINDLER

Everything is as strange as the estranged version of truth

which has become the essence of my endless desire for cultivating

a more perfect dreamscape

Seemingly felt only by fractions of mirrored-fractured souls

Shattered looking glass reflecting time’s dismay

A perpetual display

of paradox

My mental box

Legitimacy delayed

Encased in intense obsession

glazed eyes take over

leaving me tempted by fugue

to release my inner demon-eyed nature

upon the vulnerable plateau of my heartspace

tear a square of my heart so rare

revealing the desperate call of my short despair

Now my heart becomes untamed and unbound

joining in the fellowship of the unfound

a paradox of power that requires resolution in this final hour

Apocalypse breathed from sacred lips

Time is punishment in the age of this eclipse

longing for a genuine substrate to release the beast

chard’s of vacant compromises challenge my sincerity and the velliety of my vows

Chasing the evil eye deep within to cultivate my supplanted intentions like a toxic agnostic

critical of my reversed curse

Questioning my own ability to pursue a skewed version of antipathy

like a sole survivor desperately purchasing purpose for pitiful analytical review

Mirror, Mirror in the Milky Way

Why are you so Cannibalistic?

Eating, growing, breathing…

Are you turning us inside out or intrinsic?

A dynamic living object

a window to look through

We are just a part of you…

admin Poetry