Empty Decanter

Beclouded rainy escapades
through drizzly fountains,
a topsy-turvy deluge of oceanic particles,
whetting the appetite for thirsty gazes,
all filled with salty desire
for freshwater deliberations,
instead imbibing shrinking bodies
of liquid lamentations,
then a languid retreat
from shiny mirages of sanctuary,
supplicating nature for even a violent tempest,
so long as the canteens
may once again be filled.







[22:58|01.10.016] ©c.thomas.carter

Crippling the Stellar Waves

Exonerated from further studious enterprises,
heavy sighs release into the ionosphere,
reflecting the longing for a return to surprises;
a reintroduction to morphing Madness' fears.

Eclipsing Sol, Moon-faces begin to smile,
then laugh, while crippling the stellar waves.
Noonday night sets in for a while,
performing a daylight robbery of the hunter's slaves.

An inclination for the obsession expands
through neural pathways well-defined;
A repetitive suiting-up for harsh lands,
Long journeys into far cosmos, profoundly unkind.



[19:11|09.9.016] ©c.thom.carter

Spritzer of Subconscious Machinations

A twist of the imagination,
spritzer of subconscious machinations,
cubed cold pressed logic,
all drawn in by the needlework.
Proteins,
duplicating molecular personality-flaws  with benefits;
A tried turntable revealing facial recreations;
iris-locked cages for secret affidavits.
Portable identification of the damning evidences,
presented with sealing waxes,
stopping up ears so as much of a hearing isn't taking place.









[19:41|24.2.016] ©c.thom.carter