Momentary friction
Transforming
Consequent tension.
Dizzying lights
Dissolving
To a colored flood,
A dark cycle,
A bright season.
A goddess' dreams
Weaving
This conscious, gothic tapestry,
Stimulating
Sensational conception,
Assaulting mind,
Congested electric superhighways
Reacting
Like live, fresh spider web.
Lush, urgent memories
Emerging,
A chance between sleeps.
Symbols and strings
Falling
To death on a rope.
Committing shit
And getting committed,
Reincarnating betrayal,
Perpetuating infidelity.
Companions, lovers,
Foes, fiends, motherfuckers,
Inaccessible aliens
Telling
This cumbersome shit
Like spilling,
Throwing it
Against walls, over walls,
Diagnosing a self,
Prescribing a home.
Playing,
Feeding,
Awakening,
Shekinah-stretched
Marks,
Tallies,
Bodies
Already sex-journeying.
Alchemical goddess song
Ticking
Like a swinging seismograph,
Not-yet needle.
Pulsing philosophy,
Purging eternity,
A wind-scattered history
Sneezing fit
For the queendom.
Cultivating prophetic hope.
A sacred, simple seed,
Fallen angels,
Amens,
Blooming
As a garden shadow revolution,
Illuminating
This gospel.
