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Requiem for Desire in Destruction minor

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My charred wings,

Always embarrassed me,

As though falling

Wasn’t the choice I’d always pick

So effortlessly.

It’s the decent,

That thrills me,

As though us falling to endings

Were some sort of tragedy.

And it’s how we were born to be.

So my earthen cherub with

Golden curls of forbidden longing

Skyline eyes of desirous mornings

It’s always been you.

Our days written,

You,

Running amuck with

This yearning heathen,

As though the eons before

Ever mattered

Before highway miles

With roaring scramblers careening

Meant as much as

The skyline of mortal intervening

Where our lips met,

Now there is nothing left but

Our temples of stars sublime

Conceleaing only our wild fires

Perched to anhilate everything on the horizon.

Words: M(e.)

Kindling killer baby: Corvinerum

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Destiny’s deconstruction sounds:

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Fragment 11.111

Happy Holidays to you and yours first off. May it not be the cluster chaos of mine and instead resplendently balmy and curative. 🙂

So moving along to my usual 😉

 

The morning fog

Thick above the ponds

Makes me feel alive again

And the city  looks like beautiful hope

Despite the many still eating their own kind

I wonder some days what I’ve accomplished finally

To gain such a genuine divinity  behind my smile.

I wonder too If perhaps I merely lost my mind.

I like to think per contra though-

I see the beauty in the tragedy now

My demons tamed,

My fears rearranged,

My pieces recollected

So that I may finally love with all of me for the first time.

Brightly like a meteor’s dying shine.

Limits be damned to man’s overthinking mind.

 

“Go outside and enjoy the greatest show in the universe — which is, of course, the universe itself.” – Rogier van der Heide

 

 

 

Fragment 9.788

My hand held the brush expertly,

Coloring the sun,

On everything passed,

As I gently inhale life-

Back into my lungs

Between each flowing stroke.

Attentive to every corner

In need of covering,

Loving,

Refurbishing.

Plucking last seasons wings,

Before tonight’s

Contented sleep

For the 6th week in a row

After so many years

Of insomnia’s bothersome goblin fiend.

xoxo

 

Fragment 9.777

Then life had me take job training about abuse,

Here is what I learned he had 4/5 that made him  likely to become an abuser. The fifth, living with me.

Every form of abuse sans physical and exploitation was occurring.

Verbatim though,

I’m really currently exercising dead demons as I am rebuilding my happiness.

It’s almost halloween of course I’m going out to work on it some more.

I had to make it bigger with games this year.

So you know I had to start super early ❤ I can’t wait already.

Costumes bought, only one to re dye.

Scarry porch hidden,

The lights for three areas start this weekend with the porch.

And if there’s time,

The super scary sectioning for our jump scare.

Singing ooooh deee dee baby. Watch out for a drought in dust bowl country especially.

xoxo

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Fragment 9.404

The sweet bad boy fumbled,
So humbly in his over sized pink shirt,
Like his smaller frame was something to be ashamed of.
I, however, couldn’t resist the charm of his perfectly timed comment
About being an honest guy
And why he was asking me for
My order a second time.
I couldn’t help but oblige,
With my phone number in the nick of time-
Before my red hell beast roared with a tap of my toes.
As I laughed about my broken heart,
Looking for a distraction from being replaced by imagination.
Away I drove,
As if in screaming celebration.
Cackling almost at death itself-
With jubilant elation,
About the universe’s current
Preoccupation with every minute
Of my unforeseen serendipitous healing.
So a kiss I blew out the window,
As this soundtrack randomly began.

Man, does life have a wicked sense of humor,
I’m certainly starting to enjoy immensely.
Goodbye June for damn sure.
Even my imagination couldn’t have made such well timed splendor.
Xoxo

 

 

Fragment 8.014

Sacrifice holds the hand of dedication,

Growth,

The adornments of mourning laments.

So today’s western star message accompanied

The streaked fiery pink horizon

Just above ocean blue dinner happenstance.

“You don’t drown by falling in the water;

You drown by staying there.”- Edwin Louis Cole

Or holding onto things that passed

Several infinitudes ago.

Those boulders others carry sometimes,

Should be used to build something

Celestially new, like nebulas of happiness anewed.

So make sure you roll those up to the mountain side too.

They are never for another to handle for you.

xoxo