Combustion & Creation (portrait of a paranoid artist, smoking)
midnight disease :: a journey with hypergraphia
life arrived with a birthmark
burnt by the touch of a daemon shaped flame
leading the artist down a lifelong maze
only guided by the scorching Promethean torch
along the anointed namesake road
which delves into & through shadows
to dwell in that ethereal realm
vaporous as floating smoke from the cigarette tip
blown in a cloud be...
Monday 13th March 2023 4:13 pm
Silent Cacophonies
left unperturbed
blind,
althought content
naïve to the stabbing
numbed only by the
warm trickle
promising painlessness
how am I left deaf
but subject to my own cries?
clawing, grasping
searching
for a ledge
a breath
but the stream ceases not
the currents of crimson
rising, smothering
insatiably convincing
they beckon me lovingl...
Friday 3rd March 2023 4:50 am
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