Shimmering Impetus

Shimmering Impetus
And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom. Anais Nin

11 October 2010

INTO THE REALM OF

Sacrifice in tidal waves in hot disparity

The flakes peel

In prompt revealing session

Procession of purple veins under paper skin

Under steely mask of thick delight

In white beams cast inside a shadow

A mind-bending never ending sound

Dancing down the dense decaying depth

On into the realm of the damned, undaunted

And grasping the gear in my hand,

Neither dead nor alive but somewhere in between





LaRock

05/03/92