[Sinacog]

Before the worlds collide ……


Night and day, Miss mezzaluna overlapping Her relatives
golden crescent half-cousins, Solaris' spastic development
dramatic, intelligent, red hair, flaring fiery as dusk,
Evil archangel God's children secretly lust ..
a media plug that even rumors & conspiracies trust -
so when she died, all of humankind was equally crushed.
the peaceful, the lush, soft grass, imagine it's vibrance,
where only babbling brooks could break a natural silence.
static eruption, brainstem buzzing, practically mindless
The beaten path of a pathogen programming its' virus,
projected demon - white plaster walls & holograms of Osiris
Phantom in a Peacoat, staged theatric disguises,
waterfall rock-walls, moss-coated, scattering cypress
robotic arms, solar charged automatic devices;
hands outstretched in a bow, tipped top-hats to your Highness
it's all downhill once a pattern arises..
if magic is priceless, physics fall into poverty,
cuz hope & prayer are the dominating modern commodities,
mysteries, unanswered crimes, such obvious oddities
like documenting laws to govern art or philosophy
balance primal id, instinctive ties, & hostile monogamy
constructing sandcastle properties for blossoming colonies,
divine apotheosis, known apostles of Socrates
Visible to the naked eye but not in photography.
a solid anomaly to spice the moment, stuck in this madness
purgatorial plateau between His dungeon and palace,
scales go bloody red when measuring our functional status,
it only takes a single shift to suddenly vanish -
there's another world around us, hidden under the magnets
where all emotional reactions trigger colorful flashes,
spectral seas, tsunami waves, a stunning abstraction
Chinese new year celebration in the lungs of a dragon ..
Voluptuous passions, shadowboxing candle reflections,
using liquor as a trojan horse to battle depression.
live every moment for it's imperfections, casual tension
and the adolescent pleasure of a vaginal entrance.
past or the present? take a sec to answer the question,
then summarize your reason in one accurate sentence.
evidence is clear - the human, sadness-dependent,
using history as a crutch to mask a lack of progression.
molasses black apparitions, Hades' shadowy henchmen
evaluate our mental state through telepathic assessments ;
reality's destined .. Etherealness is a practiced emergence
to transcend atomic bonding at it's tangible surface -
there's no man behind the curtain, no infallible purpose,
though we're not alone .. trust me, i'm a rational person.
gas matter resurges, transparent window locked from inside,
we've been dead since the minute we were oxygenized.
there's a faraway kingdom where apocalypse thrives,
promoting dollar beer specials & a positive vibe ..
Minds fry at early ages, but their bodies survive
it's never been so strangely clear ..

we've gotta collide.

dead man..
the final mohican in moccasin shoes
composite i drew a sketch, violet and blue
our planet may plummet as comets accrue
but we'll finally be home, y mi casa es su
political mastermind, mostly moderate views
lived to witness evils that accomplishments do
consistence often construed as an impossible proof
i stand to make corrections with a competent few
iAm Gawdian, flossing as a gaudy excuse
to flash like orange alerts on metropolitan news
knowledge is useless once you're following suit
indoctrinated fully as apostles, aloof
aphoristic, plague-resistant, conquering flu
common cold coughing mucus into concepts to puke
from Wisconsin to Utah, 600 block to the Dunes
only taking lives to find a better coffin to use..

Geno..
Transylvanian apartments are an alternate roost
Lethargic for you, parasite until the carcass consumed
Harvest the moon, rite before a charlatans doom
Exhumed, for bathing in a touch of garlic perfume
I've seen the awfullest news, carvings on tombs
The fall of platoons, amused, that they all were subdued
Flying saucers, confused, cautious of truths
Watched them crash into tunnels that were carpal, and bruise
Seen partially prooned, crop circles startle bafoons
That were targets for groups in the market of fruit
Smoke screens nothing short of arsonist proof
Crosses and screws, hung kings sing songs of exhaustion, and puke
From Holocaust for the jews, to dre sampling a parliament tune
Plausible cruelty, what would the carpenter do
Harken the blues, eyes wide shut while its dark in the room
When all's said and done, we're the farthest from human