The rising moon extends an olive branch, honored, I graciously accept. Over oceans and rivers of ineffable mind, a starry domed astrolabe sparkles ovations. A
INCINERATE MY SAVAGE SOUL I AM PAPER BURNING AT ALL MY EDGES YOU ARE THE SMOKE I BECOME
Originally posted on Galaktika Poetike "ATUNIS":
Poem by Aprilia Zank his name is prophet inspired by a fellow poet’s verse I…
If life were fair, the creatures surrounding this beautiful beast would be quite dead & lifeless. Y’all sprawled out on the ground with that lovely, godly spirit
If you were to touch me now, you would electrocute the both of us. I am highly charged & you are gifted with devouring receptivity. The hair
Hollywood Boulevard & Vine Street erupts with volcanic fireworks like fireflies; over & over, again & again,ooo, ahh, ooh. They bring the western & eastern
I am standing naked, drenched.
My head turned toward the sky. Cold rain pouring into my eyes.
The cobra skinned clouds and the moon playing tricks on my mind.
After what seems like days of rain,
the clouds part and the moon is so clear.
This life is amazing. It really sucks though. Sometimes. It is like Rosemary’s baby. Her head is spinning in circles in a movie called Psycho. She