#chonnymo

ii wish ii could show you this titration,

              the invisible reagent,

              this catalyst of entry

the tiny universe

               tonight

home     memorized hell

algorithm but sensory

input changed

                     lost lost 

 a shadow of a sneer like a bongo

                    behind his words

dead porcelain smiles,

            the veneer of cicada conversation,

now ii can't wake up      

 rock      scissor        laser 

     awkward,    joyous,      fatigue

" I will lavish madness on you,

          bury the night in moonlight,

                   teach the stars to cry your name" 

my fingernails gnarl into metal filings    

       prove me electric .i am a sundial.

my shadow marks. the falling dark.

        you dream a labyrinth, & waken to a maze,

    not the same,

not

   the

same       dagger in my heart

       lets face it sometimes the gods are skulls

              & carrion bell feast attendant 

       .i am an old wind-up toy

I acquired telekenisis & immediately blew my heart

        out of my chest.      All my riches are touch

.i play the aquamarine harpsichord

.i can make it sound like acid jello 

         did you die or what/

forgetting there was life/

         considerate, branded, bled/

sealed in beeswax    5 ravens are

     in a carefully choreographed stand off

                               with a bald eagle in a tree

my ignorance of all things,

          the coils simmering,

                  gone forever in a caress, a careless 

                           .i have gained vision, at the cost of narrative

god is dragged away, raving

             about sugar cubes with dots like dice,

                          the snowman threw them thrice

                                  into the air, they never landed,

  the vacuum 

each moment is hand-drawn. thats why everything takes so long 

this day, this earth, now 

you are my deconstructed anarchist collective,

my fuzzy logic,

my mumbled echo from the canyon,

my godless cenotaph,

gloriona,

call archon 

written by @chonnymo

curated from twitter feed by @deja_raconte