Poetic Speech

Line leaked inked surfaces| Space between the present| Barred settings set inside oblivion| Opening salvo moving with dilatory effects| Results heard from obscure dialects| Runic text draw displays of foreseen prophecies| And prophecies conjure text messages shortened for those who dread dialogue| Lost winds of times bring back storms of cannonade and attached fogged signs| Songs ring the blaze with glory| Madness enhanced and manifested inside your story| Sing the chorus| Deafening the choir's symphonic notes| You lull to sleep from dreams of feelings lost on a highway towards bleak| Of images not drawn rather sewn through sleep| Stages set in spaces explore unseen| Lucid bereavement straining and hanging a noose on your life's regalement|

The pale face lie in a bold face disguise| Counteracts the saying which said to reverse the prior statements| Changes in the printing set in stone| Faces drawn with a scalpel| Opened and replaced by expressions lined in scorn| I'll mourn till the day you bring back that once natural condition for the people to learn from| Until you see the pain your implications caused| The nature of forgiveness will not blow with the wind| Nor rain in the spring| Melt with the glaciers| Nor row in the streams|

Try to remember me how I am\ Cool| Calm| Collected| Cold| Alone| Neglected| Centuries and decades past my present| Abstract imagery displays on the canvas of my painting| Stereo speaks through wires crisscrossing| Ending in one single strand of connection| Alive yet deemed helpless| Wise words lead to vast gestures| Mime tricks lead the mouth into motionless silence| Neglecting passages of taxing injections|