Dead Waves

July 26th, 2007 by zK

Warming beneath a naïve comfort
the waves probe and illuminate
tracks and highways
they spoke of promises
unfiltered dreams
the
safety of death and movement
inspired by immortality
hiss wording hiss
static catechisms of dreamt intent
seeds that flourished in decay
pointless
leverage
for self-hate
Bang Shoot Rake

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zK

Senses alerted - at the mouth of a moody ginnel in deep winter - images of fright - overcome by the curiosity of the explorer - senses charmed - by the expansive smile of tropical daylight - shafted gazing - clouds mirroring happiness - senses mitigated - through quotidian contact with the inferno - recognised and transmuted - into the arcane realism of magick and music - and nothing else - will do