convulsivebeauty: April 2012

Saturday, April 28, 2012

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

crave

I Crave you
like the ebb and flow
of the sea
Crave the full moon
I Crave you
as the creatures of night
Crave the stars
and cosmic nourishment
I Crave the immense

UNIVERSE

compressedintoasingleatom

incapable of splitting

won't you stop expanding?

won't you remain inert?

You

You're my dark matter

and without your dense dust

I would, most surely shatter

Pull

Pull my mass

I'm gravitating

accelerating

Brake,

Brake not too fast

The forlorn planets are commiserating

Friday, April 20, 2012

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Dry the River - "Shaker Hymns" (Gospel Oak Session)

you tread uncharted territories
and traverse the fickle lands
and I remain thoroughly steadfast
in the hopes of embracing you again
The twain of us exist
in the tranquility of my soul
yet you roam the jagged earth
and I, the dust ridden bowl
I've envisioned warmth and death
strolls at dawn and swims at dusk
odes and hymns, wakes and elegies
impaled by an ivory tusk
I've often contemplated truth
and its precarious state of being
as its flooded by the blindest of men
plagued by the misgivings of not seeing
You, your eyes protrude
in the swarming heat of night
and you, you tell your tales
of creeping woe and plight
For you, you cannot remain
you're the beast that rides along the winds of trade
that preys on all the blinding beauty
that's been shrouded centuries in the shade
April 19, 2012