Glimpses Webbed

Dust of my dust. Godstruck ache. On we wind. Low & fragile.

Alone, my amoeba mind. Ceiling fan friend. Drifting through tides. Anchor, my heartbeat.

The pulse of heat. The craving fiend. Sick & collapsing. Love bound creaking.

Silver slivers break through. On the other side of the self, wound. Warzone gauze of gazes. Void howl.

Hollow sky. Dipped, baptized. Come to the riverside. Mud soaked & longing.

Blues follow. Lone & amber bathed. Dried violet pain. To become freedom after the years caged.

Give & take. Preserve the grief in glass jars, broken to shards. Crying when safe. Spilling & walking & pushing through exhausted days.

It catches & spreads. Blanket of stars. Eyes & mouths & fingertips, cosmic. Only god knows, only god when I create.

Ride the desert road. Follow the gut storm. Brewed to annihilation. Wasted on want.

Art by: Neil Rodger