Oracle

Upon this cushion of electric words
we shout in cybernetic prose 
to capture the abysmal glare
of moments lost to silence.
Where do we begin again?
Do we dance, do we scream?
Do we cry? Do we laugh?
Do we run headlong, blindly
into a voyage around
the crinkled corners of oblivion
peering quietly between the cracks
of awkward doors and glass
fragile, crystalline and metallic
like aluminum foil
stretched over dirty windows

This drama I ponder
surpassing a thousand blades
against my throat
so bashful and charismatic
yet terrifying and enchanting
how do i swallow
the bleeding secrets
locked within this extraordinary temple
I worship?

And when I hear those words
cemented within a clam's sublime smile
Shall the terrible sky fall?
Will I to be swallowed by the  earth?
What is to become of me?
Do I dare believe
at the risk of being stricken down
ignorant and trembling
like some fool hungry for a feather's touch?
In the gaze of swaying midnight forest
the paranoia swarming around my feet
is dangerous and awful
eating the root of my soul
monstrously offensive

But I must believe again.
I must banish these
oppressive dehumanizing phobias
like so many rats
cunningly eternal and sad
in my skull

No contemplation required
just this poem
and  my quizzical gaze
overflowing with mathematical snakes
spitting venom in the snows of my faith

This journey of no destination
swims me silly and sideways
while you devastate me delicately
with the ornate gun of your tongue
breathing concrete sighs
at midnight

humid on my final voyage;
rustling my deranged mental properties
these secret vampires concede the victory
on top of a rotten ice-cream shop
dissolving, dissolving
overtaking my contaminant
with a whisper


Speak to me your truth
and whisper in my soul
such sweet secrets
that would quicken the stars
with every syllable spilled
from your inscrutable smile
Talk to me
Speak to me
Walk with me
Laugh with me
Forevermore ...