Poems from Symaniblue
Cherry stems
fought hybrid limbs
twisting into phosphorous toungues
and rubber rocks,
stepping into hand-me-down
big shoes,
cranny room for...
My veins have capsized
drowing in their own fiery red
searing with the eternal implosion
called
impassive confusion.
The oven bells are...
Home fell like stones
upon a sinking ground,
vanishing like quick sand
upon a stationary platform.
We felt our earth quake,
taking back its...
I tore through her forrest of thorns
slowly becoming crazed,
the faster I galloped,
the more I panted.
I saw her horizon line,
bathing...
The eyes, the lips, the tip of the tongue.
The eyes, the lips, the tip of the tongue.
I am the muscle of truth,
the reason,
two realities...