At the edge of the sky

 I can't contain the electric chain
it spins and sparks
It connects me to the force beyond
Guaranteeing repetitive victory

These grand worlds exist
 they are ladders you climb
They are symphonies playing
The music through you

You jump between them
You are one note in a vast chord
Cast out toward the stars
Like a fisherman throwing his net

You feel that expansion
Leaking out from another timeline
It's your soul slithering between the planes
It’s your brain temporarily widening its bandwidth

Days when the mind opens the skylight
You may open it immediately
Just don’t remove the roof
Play at the edge of the sky 

Resurrection of Sebastion

 I believe I'm enjoying myself
Ghost on a throne
Noble zombies toast
counting the counties and treasures

Will I exist again
Out of the gloom
manifest into flesh and bone
Capturing life and reacquiring it

The village below moves at the rhythm
that gives my soul relief
forming the body from thin air
I'm really enjoying this

Watch those chartered below
The plodd of the serf
The snarl of the merchant
I salivate

Their mundane routines
satiate my new body

Create her in your mind

 Cross legged checking phone
The spice in the uncaring sigh
Clink clank around
Smell of sweat

So many men pretending
Drenched in their sweat
Trying to scrape by on the standard
Rushed outgoing breaths

You crosslegged in the middle of the noise
On your phone
Preparing for the next exercise
Swinging hair telling your friends the news

Smooth out of the hidden steam
Freshly created in the struggle
I reel it in 
minds like mine need to surf it

Even on those big waves you knock me off
I get back up and invent my own story of who you are
Crosslegged life goes on around
machines move, men grunt hoping to be seen

Uncaring sigh is syrup
I can feel it smell it dream it from anywhere in the city
Slowly creating the person I think you are
But she is not you, you are not her

Nursery rhymes and fairy tales

 Age takes you
pride and responsibility harden you
Visit prisons and hospitals
measure yourself again and again

Ignore those you believe don't understand
how life and it's problems flood in
testing every gram of your spirit
Trying to show you the illusion has no value

Things calm down the world didn't change
But it's back to nursey rhymes and fairytales
A notion that life is something that it purely isn't
But age takes you, disagree with the mirror

keeping up with the trends becomes half hearted
Overspending on your image almost gets questioned
In any game of pretend, in any amazing bluff
It's the person who won't give up the lie

except they don't know it's a lie anymore

Pigeon d'argile

 Clay pigeon
Flies out of the trap
into the sky
Between your favorite oaks

Trigger finger lurches
Did it hit, did it hit?
Missed?
 you can fling it again

Not like love
like practice because
When it shatters
The servant will get it

Hopefully your aim
Your stance and position
Will help you hit
That illusive target

Le pigeon d’argile
jaillit du lanceur
dans le ciel
entre tes chênes préférés

Le doigt sur la détente tressaille
Touché, touché ?
Raté ?
Tu peux en lancer un autre

Pas comme l’amour
plutôt comme un exercice parce que
quand il se brise
le serviteur ira le ramasser

Espérons que ta visée
ta posture et ta position
t’aideront à atteindre
cette cible insaisissable

When the peddler met Shai

Pushing the wagon up the hill
The labor, oh the burden
There I would sell everything I grew
The local wares people had entrusted
I spent the day on that mountain

No one came I drowned in estrangement
The day's raspy voice
Told me what I already knew
I kept my mind from it's obvious implications
Sun gave up before i did

I hadn't sold a thing
The reluctance
The afternoon mists were setting in
speaking to me of dreary drizzle
Telling me to cover my goods

The Old woman from the three story bazaar approached
Her name was Shai
She led me through her shops and deposits
Until we got to the entrance

There she taught me how life music and electricity steadied it all
Enlightenment
Confused I lay back on a sofa as she presented her case
She pointed to the power point where the current hummed
Then her finger rested between my eyes she drew a charge

The sofa buzzed and bounced
As if it too was connected to the load
I atuned my ears for what she might tell me
Her voice completely sincere
Yet the words crackled

It's all farads and henrys she joked
Reactance from deep within you
I watched the power cord melt right there on her beautiful carpet
The sparks shooting out and singing to a chorus I could hear

She gave me the bag of ginger and told me to harness it all
Liberation, hands tingle
A rapid sense of acceleration in my heart beat I walked on
The wagon, the materials, the spinal staircase all left behind
Shai waved I waved without seeing her in haunting conductance

The force moving between us for eons to come

Tyche

 I manifest

Dust collecting into form

I solidify before the world

Whirling and whirring into human

Tangible
foot steps are seconds
In the clear I am one
In the dark another

The wind drags my laughter

across the countryside

To ears that long for the truth

who know superstition only

I crawl across the pavement
Unseen through the day
unrecognizable
meddling with fate