The sterile nuances of narcissistic naïveté
stare listlessly into the convex hemlock sea.
shed cryptic tears upon still black waters.
Debacle frame convulses
against Eden’s disdainful jagged flesh.
Brittle form raises the cracked chalice
in pretentious worship of inherent beauty.
“Drink up ye bitter moths,
expel the dalliance of butterfly dreams.
Imbibe ye revolting mules,
of the stallions riddling wormwood brew.
Behold, ye spastic emus the dulcet swan
splitting the topaz-torrents gracefully.”
The concoction of self-masticating egocentrism
slithers smoothly as glass infused oil down the coarse throat
A supernova seeing it’s reflection in quasars
is reduced to a solemn nebula of reality.
Nothing more than dark matter,
an Echo skipping upon rippling quicksilver,
a polished stone upon riptides…
Piercing the nihilistic skies Aurora charges with Boreas
within flaming chariots through the shattered atmosphere;
immersing the quixotic cavalier.
Captivated by Eternity’s blazing immortal gazes,
Deo-centric vision realizes self,
reflected in sovereign eyes
reflected in mortal eyes
fused as one with the Bright and Morning Star.
Quivering lips purely proclaim
sole satisfier amid the chorus of creation...