Star Scran and Honey Madness

flat on your back on the carpet
breaths long like oceans whirling 
the sea moves through you

heart a lung of stars
Quartz thoughts replenish 
strands of peace

a feast has many faces, 
horned or haloed, energy everlasting
gulp your fill

seek the spark of angels’ burning 
effigies of dreams from Lyra
kiss the quiet

unconditional light and the cosmic tickle
of stars like pins and needles
vibrate the ouija-world

as meaty ghosts unfurl unlikely dimensions
lay them out in front of us
as cats with airborne corpses

we exhale and purring pours the particles
mechanics resonate waves as lives imagined
we are fuel

yoke, white and shell
derangement at a distance feels like honey
multiples of multiples

and further outward yet, a snarling well
a black groan yawning clusters inward
and we as flies to the sap

in turn internally an intern 
commanders the sun

breath

breath

breath

lungs
also need to feed

 

◄ The Darkness of Aquarius is Knowing

forever a mirror ►

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kealan coady

Sat 27th Apr 2019 07:18

Thanks Stu, I appreciate that man ?

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Stu Buck

Fri 26th Apr 2019 15:02

love this mate. love it!

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