Drafting May 2018

stream of conciousness fades into oblivion

interfaces of some awarenss,

lingering, liquid dejas vu…..

didn’t I start writing a diary so many years ago…

a cream-bun faced and oh, oh not so innocent boy ?

a retrospective tapestry

confused stitches

badly woven threads ..

and fragile fragments

I’m an artist honey

spinner of sensuality

speller of spells

maker of moods

weaver of dreams

flash fable fabricator

digitiser of desires

and masturbation mantras

read here and weep:

the tragedy of loves lost

of loves squandered

surrendered silences

betrayed integrities

precosious promises

dissembling desires

unrequited emotions…

sagas of sexual survivals …

rag tag of fractured feelings

deconstructed artifices of actional inactions

unstructured, uncontrolled, untamed, a ravening animal

scenting the invisibly sprayed spoored trails of prey..

nothing changes but change

nothing is but what is not

contradiction is truth

paradox informs

and the whole edifice spins

whirling on vortices of veracity and verisimilitude

a centre point transfixed by unremitting paralysis

pushing, penetrating,

piercing deeper, than deeply

to touch the core triggering the soul’s

laserd glowing incandescance

oxygen’s free radical destruction, dismantling life’s force

destructive by-product of creative catalystic coincidence

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NO 2

free radical echoes

Music ;

I want to take you to a gay bar, gay bar, gay bar : Electric 6

( don’t you like it rough?)

free form radical

stream of conciousness fades into oblivion

interfaces of some awarenss,

lingering, liquid dejas vu…..

didn’t I start writing a diary so many years ago…

a cream-bun faced and oh, oh so innocent boy ?

a retrospective tapestry

confused stitches

badly woven threads ..

and fragile fragments

I’m an artist honey

spinner of sensuality

speller of spells

maker of moods

weaver of dreams

flash fable fabricator

digitiser of desires

and masturbation mantras

read here and weep:

the tragedy of loves lost

of loves squandered

surrendered silences

betrayed integrities

precosious promises

dissembling desires

unrequited emotions…

survivals of sexual sagas …

rag tag of fractured feelings

deconstructed artifices of actional inactions

unstructured, uncontrolled, untamed, a ravening animal

scenting the invisibly sprayed spoored trails of prey..

nothing changes but change

nothing is but what is not

contradiction is truth

paradox informs

and the whole edifice spins

whirling on vortices of veracity and verisimilitude

a centre point transfixed by unremitting paralysis

pushing, penetrating,

piercing deeper, than deeply

to touch the core triggering the soul’s

lasered glowing incandescance

oxygen’s free radical destruction, dismantling life’s force

destructive by-product of creative catalystic coincidence

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~ I really want to say

in the club,

you fucked me under the stairs

and made my body soar ;

in the car,

you loved me under the stars

and made my spirit sing;

when you smiled me your morning eyes

I was yours then

~ bound

unconditionally,

universally

eternally ~

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Free radicals are atoms or groups of atoms with an odd (unpaired) number of electrons and can be formed when oxygen interacts with certain molecules. Once formed these highly reactive radicals can start a chain reaction, like dominoes. Their chief danger comes from the damage they can do when they react with important cellular components such as DNA, or the cell membrane. Cells may function poorly or die if this occurs. To prevent free radical damage the body has a defense system of antioxidants.

oxygen the source, becomes the ultimate, ironic, paradox … the trigger,  for the demise of life

 

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Web Spun

black widow of the web

suspended tone in an unresolved cadence
cast in a cross rythmn of syncopation
ones and zeros, zeroes and ones
dropped into the ether suspended from a thread

webbed sticky

it ensnared my mind

twisting and turning

further enmeshed by its sticky contaminating confusion
warping to distortion

the reality of a

stunning
killing
silence

what I knew, I discovered, I did not know,
what I did not know, I discovered, I did know;
and what I discovered I knew was cruelly drained

by the black

widow of the web