With a butterfly kiss

Evolution crashed

Into itself and

Time was nonlinear

The Before and After

Stood still but

Orchestrated a dance

Alone and unrecognizable

Yet crowded

And cloned

Moving stationary to the left

As no one

Who was someone

Wasn't anyone

They never were and

Nor would they ever be

Moved frantically to the right

And their faces were smeared

With gaping wormhole eyes

And embalmed with the dust

Fallen from burnt stars

For Humanity never existed

And Life was an illusion

Land was an ocean

Burning the lungs of History

And the Future

Was a philosophy

As a joint-mind hovered

For one lingering synopsis

Watching Awareness erupt

From the chrysalis of Consciousness

Humans were beasts

Rabid and roaming

And clinging to the chill

Of the Moon hiding the Sun

And as the anthropomorphic

Flesh was dissolved

Birth and Death

Were endorsed as one

For Reality morphed

In a flash as everything

Was accepted as nothing

And Today was lost

In the blink of Hell's eyes

I decided to

Paint my toenails pink

Because usually

I kept them black 

And as I colored my face

With rouge and mascara

My blood drained

Leaving my flesh

Pale and ready 

To walk upon

The rocks wet with

Low lying fog and

Embracing my stance

I looked to the sun

Hiding in the mist

With my bare toes

Curled over the edge

Of the world and

My doomed mortality

And I resigned myself 

To my God and

To the Universe 

Her eyelids bowing

With acceptance and 

Palpable empathy

And as I fell 

Into oblivion's mouth 

I succumbed to the earth

And into

Her open arms

Spread by the ocean

Below crashing as

I hovered in time and 

Taking a pause in limbo

Before mercy's greeting

And I waded above

My forecasted funeral 

With imminent grief 

Resonating in

Shades of grey chaos

To forgive the mourners

Lost in

Their muffled cries and

Behind their veiled faces

They sought answers 

To the conundrums

Of fate and

My choice to die

The earth swelled with

A deep sigh and

Its surface sweat 

With human sorrow

Beading at the temples

And dripping with blood

Basking in

The serpent's revival

Coiled deep

With disillusionment

Praising Jesus with

Hands raised and

Bodies falling

Healed with the fire

And borderline

Agitation rising

Time elapses and repeats itself within the melancholy frames of my recollection. When did living become survival, and survival become waiting?

She said the light was erased

Casting shadows on 

The cityscape of resigned constitution

Fires erupted and

The Earth split

And a myriad of needs were birthed

From the hovering insecurity

Twilight reigns and the imprisoned minds dissent. I observe them tracing footsteps through the decades of human mulch, and consciousness rocks itself to sleep. 

We tiptoe through Pleasure, siren to Desire. She surveils from her throne and casts chaos upon Sanity. Her forced detours shift the balance, and we are forever forgotten to ourselves. 

The landscape is reflected 

Upon the face of

The solemn moon

With neon lights gracing

The paper dolls and

Obsidian oceans 

Draped with abandonment

And empty

The glow lays upon

The land of suicide

Barren and extinct

And grimacing with fear

For the blind awareness

Orchestrating an illusion 

And the solemn moon 

Is heavy with emotion

With compassion radiating

From its cries of empathy

For the pain that emanates 

In the distance below

A star extinguished and its energy was absorbed

In a rotating galaxy of fragmented history 

Stacking upon one another in Jacob's ladder

Climbing from Hell into the Sun

They burned with exhaust permeating grandly

New seasons were born and evolution realigned

Upon the waking of old consciousness  

We seeped in its valley of morphed empathy and

The baptism of humanity gave us all new life 

Obscurity yawned

With its charcoal mass

An endless mouth

Gaping and tempting

As I fell from the glass dropper

A raindrop trailing 

Like an acid trip 

Falling into a kaleidoscope

It was a mirrored rabbit hole

With crushed velvet aisles

And a rolling tongue with

Aromatic sounds 

Gracing and nullifying

And losing myself

Along walkways 

Leading to walkways 

In circles and

Dead end roads

And then they began again

Splitting flesh into fours

With hind legs and

A deep crouch 

I was crushed under the thumb of God

My remnants smeared and 

Nowhere waited

Between an alter and

The panes of stained glass

Hanging by a line 

Off my capsized boat

Fishing for treasures

In a river of fool's gold 

Dancing with the dead and

Entertaining the beasts

My anticipation and

My hunger 

My silent cries for help 

Under my eyelids of pewter

Isolation begged for mercy

Tracing an underworld

Of vast desolation 

The floor models and 

Portraits of dogs 

Holding umbrellas in the sun 

Watching time pass away

Without warning or empathy

Diseased by humanity and

Knotted hope

The seaman's noose

Unraveled with despair

For faces grey

Like city gutters and

Spirits sewered with waste 

They scurried with fear and 

Shattered like glass

And I swept their remains 

And crawled into their wreckage 

Darkness unfolded and 

Awareness was panhandled

Faith left me widowed 

My gut carved like a roast

And morbidity clung to me 

Like a morose feral cat

Wearing black and white

Faded colors in shades of grey

With smeared lipstick and

Unkept nails

They looked sideways

Through the cracks in

Their eyelids dimmed shut

To the light radiating and

Bouncing off of their backs

Walking in drones of

Four by four lines

Marching and chanting

And mourning their identities

The shared consciousness in

Motorized humanity

Crushes my heart like sour grapes

And I kneel by the side of the road

Weeping for mercy to myself