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Orbituary
04:19
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A Sentient Sentence Dispelling Any and All Notions of Time-Installed Inequalities of Life
by The Sun Sentinel, Recycler of a Diminishing Light
Line of life—
Extend days to 36 hours
Imagine staying awake 24 hours and sleeping half a day
Or staying awake for a year of days
Where the hours aren't numbered
Days dominated by distant light
And the earth stands still ignorant as the moon who only shows one side
And there are those in the dark
Without ever having knowledge of the feeling, the color that only the stars can provide. Because Earth at the center, provides exactly half-life
Circle of life*
Two halves of a bed with lip-facing sides join two bodies that momentarily collide, nearby they missed and their orbits strained and failed to unite. Others circled around indefinite of their eternal demise. Energy is fuel for the body of life
But is also the dial, dialectic wave goodbye—electric flash of light
Or captured potential, staved smite
A per-formatively concise circumcision for enticed delight
Dancing pre-formed grew too bright vibrations that changed from blue to white, colors consumed to be undisturbed by matter; a separation of star—light
Threshold of light*•*
Gravitas role of energy too bright stolen and castaway it survived
In conviction and condemned to life
In exile yet confined, too dense with gravity, opens an abscess {absent of light} obsessed and repossessed
@ two places at once, dispells on either side energies that can still communicate telepathically
Passing down through atmospheres,
To the horizon of Earth and Sky, reaching the threshold of object and life but stalling—solid light suspended, particles released return
In mass wave~graves of expulsion
Lightning-robbed, flint head-stone
Illuminated in seeds of insidious shadow, deciduous leaves of light
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MELT
01:36
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I want to melt out of my body
my consciousness to pour from eye sockets
I want darkness
I don’t want to see what my eyes read
Cut out this endless feedback loop
I want to be blind, cut out my sight
As empty as canvas
They hang like pictures on the wall
I’ll close my mind
I’ve grown out of my skull
I’ll close my mind
I don’t need a new shell
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Sleep
04:17
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When I close my eyes
I am my surrounding
Nothing perfect
I am worth it
You're not worse off
The green shades grow
Ebb of tulips
Whispers of light flow
A tree never rooted
A rock always sooted
Canyon for camera
lenses In present
Neighboring layers
A difference of paper
Paint dry stupor
Think of the sculptor
Who saves rock from labor
I was put here to save space
I am in my place
I have a difficult time organizing time
It's chaotic and sporadic yet sometimes I see my timeline
And I match-set The Ruin, time-shrine
Bouncing echo hymns of the sublime
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Bodies
02:44
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You stole me away from fantasy
To motion me to a safer plane
Where I can exist happily
In your warm presence
I dance faithful to your hearts beat
Feet skipping across the surface
Your body waters me to grow
Upright limbs reach heavens condensation
Touch the clouds and morph into a new living being
It's easy to let time erase
A difficult mental state
To hold memories dear
But forget the despair
Clouding the air
Still the sky burns stars
Scorch the earth green
Limbs turn free
Lips show teeth
Tombs resurge bodies
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An Ant on Antennae
03:33
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I would kill you for you
And take out the last beautiful pawn
The last beauty in this ocean pond
I repeat. I would do anything for you
If you asked me to decimate this earth
I would sentence it without heed
I'll pluck you my last precious weed
You are caged and I am the key floating with the kite
And when the lightning strikes
It will zap me down to you
Imprisoned in my body
The looking glass peered inward
I am of neither time nor dimension
A rhythmic suspension
The rolling fog is my thunder
A raging heat wave, arctic sunder
Your body I will surrender
If it meant our minds could live forever
In perfect bliss, universal harmony
Starlit emissions of conscious memory
Starlight blinds my sight
As I barrel into this sun
Solar flares lick the cliff
And melt into pools of air
As I dive head first, I blink
A disruption of my visual sphere
When I open my eyes I think
Waves return bodies to life
Water is a living force
That breathes on its creations
Even after they breathe no more
Sinking in this molten blanket
Light mediums bring me comfort
Melting bodies for spiritual departure
And harnessing light for cosmos mixture
Emissions of radiant warmth
We will be together by light of star
That connects two points from afar
And projects two minds protected
By their simultaneous tumult into sea
An instinctual collapse to shed body
And survive blanketed in the web of eternity
A wrapping constellatory peace
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cloudz
02:09
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silver clouds peel away fog
i have slept in bags of gray
air liners quivering in the night eye
i weathered the darker skies
to see color on the other
side of bows shooting rain
trickling down rivers right
banks of gold swimmers
and star crossed skinny dippers
round and round the water running
around the ripples circling
away from rougher edges
to smoother stone beds
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