Patterns

unparalleled within the depths of its grooves,
coming to refine this presence without attempting to corral an origin
Discussions with Divergent Spirit Guide
Dreaming, disconnected from the spate of paralyzing
streams, static painted in morning cool mist, numbing
this prayer, this visceral conversation, with Divergent Spirit
Guide
I asked of thee, in fleeting reverence of slipping sands,
to justify this play for divine affection, a blessing of existence,
fleeting days aligning moments fracturing, fashioned out
of trepidation for passing lineage
This is an exercise, in its way an unfathomed form reaching out,
not unlike some lost shadowy figure thought unmovable
Hands, words, extended in cloying sentiment, reach repelled
by desperation gaze
Each side wanting to believe the equation’s integrity
My partition’s path laid out over many years, painful deliverances
of hollow triumphs, bitter cynicism segued into warmth and flow
of unmistakable gratitude, seen and raised and slowly laid down
to rest in memory’s grave
Denial and defiance railed and scrawled in regrettable volume,
exhibitions in deferred distraction, expressions in servitude, masking
the color of skyward eyes, into feigned affection for that which
we share interest, an increasingly fallow world
Sequences emerged from missing, tight air spaces, adjoined,
evening out retractions mistaken for truth and monuments running
tactical diversions, ironing out the creases of hysterical
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