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7415659 No.7415659 [Reply] [Original]

I left flower tomes for her in the sky,
radiant abysma.

Yet this universe no longer speaks to me
in feathered ellipses.

And the forest no longer welcomes me
To its dark cornered caves.

The goddess is wet with sunlight
and stretching herself out into the morning.

She receives this gift in the darkwake,
extending from my bedroom to the sky.

>> No.7415679
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7415679

I wish I was
a fleeting, magmatic dream
gifted by the
goddess.

I wish I was
a momentary, singular thought
united instantaneously
then gone.

I wish I was
a cold, fissureless stone
worn smooth by the
weather.

>> No.7415694
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7415694

I want to speak in
raw shimmering dream tones

see the future that is
dark and immense

let the darklight drip
into my minds eye

bathe in the pouring water
from the open palms of
a dying goddess in heat

sail through the emberhot
network ideawire

tear down into threads
the twine that i was
sewn up into before I
was a child

taste the slippery
effervescent thoughtstuff

and die in the silk
sheet web of bliss

>> No.7415702

One day
We will all
be destroyed
And integrated back
Into the sky--
The endless equation
from which we derived.

>> No.7415754

The Goddess rises to meet them,
from the darklight tomb.
Her flowersong will
clear sail into the air,
and the weeping
will spread across the earth.
Her bluetinder tears
will reignite the cool water
in the oceans of dry salt and sand.
The wetness of her body
will invite the stone passion
of concrete and steel,
cities ripped into the sky.
Remaining is the mossypacked,
underbelly of 9 billion
men.

>> No.7415759

>>7415702
this is almost good

>> No.7415782

We are all childless mothers
in this motherless world.
Filled with recombinant filters
and parsing machines,
neural bombardment
and hospital dreams.

We are all bodies of water
in this bodyless world.
Filled with the bovine
and cocktail waiters,
jailed assailants
and endless debaters.

>> No.7415789

>>7415702
Pretty close to ripping off Modest Mouse m8e