Weeping at the edge of the river
Meet me at the mountain pass
Running over-eager fingers
Through this tangled traveling matte
Jaws brought to bear
Against the heavens
Windows pressed
The deep upended
Flooded with crunches
Down into these winding paths
Where fires burn
And neurons crash
Cycles of love and lust
Lost and now just set adrift
Against my tongue
With pride intact
Tactless tasteless sleaze worn sleeveless
Always linger on the edge of deed-less
Somehow still done dirt cheap in
Dimly lit vignettes on fringes
Shifting slides to the next exhibit
I find myself asleep at the wheel
A memory of passions gone cold
Trying to reignite these coals
So let's complete the circuit-board
At the peak where magnets meet
Where an Ocean runs into eternity
Joining the place where stars bleed
Light still somewhat red-shifted
Where dark matters come to speak
Twisted into impossible riddles
Deftly dodging galactic responsibilities
Dunes carrying the sunrise
A haze I can't recall
A past self still left corrupted
A now deleted repertoire
A voice on echoed stones
Older skeletons
Mouth agape and opened spine
With letters running out
Reflections maybe not worth reconstruction
Bridges burned perhaps for the best
Planchettes still glued down
And spirits held from speaking
All's well that ends well for breathing
Under omens auspicious and celestial
Finding hope in cosmic reaches
Running over-eager simulations
SIMULACRUM
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