Well, com to Cerulean Nocturne, nex'perimental poetry 'log. You'll find some manual writings of invented language here. Delve in, undergo a journey behind the oblique mask of formality. Discover brand new forms of poetry. Associate your own hidden meaning from these Rorschach texts. Dare to plumb the depths. (Awl poured seas sub decked to pain and coffee rights belong exhumed and free circa twenty seventeen to the Scribblenaught.) Winsome tale. Luzum mind. Secrum wintard. Dish and find.

May 29, 2015


Staring In to the Reflecting Eye
the sense of distance into the pupilled
interior shuttling through such infinitesimal
shades of darkness to form a coruscating sheen
the sheer abundance of stars deep inside there
scintillating madly piping out their multicolored
melodies we receive with eyes that sing
to behold such a grandiloquent fugue
as the echoing ballad of a suicidal aria
for no other description fits the feeding frenzy
better than the dead black reflection of a shark's eye
in the context of peering deep into the core
of the living cosmos's ghost of a heart
when it blinks that's just you skipping a beat
finding it hard to get to sleep while the night
lies wide awake around you with crickets chirruping
their susurrating song captured from outer space

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