No Rituals

Soul searching is forfeiture
Plains grazed in strained silence
Drip dry from epiphanies
Smolder inside of dust
Aquifers pulsate in odd time

Curtailed pride of a liar
Strung out on a fence
Dreams outweighed by darning
Eyelids, see no evil
See no truth

Sacrificial lamb, taking a minute to think
Autophagia or go hungry
Draped taut over a drum
Skeleton is the closet
Sky sliced, cataract pours frothy

Levity of a chameleon
Foggy country meadow
Sobs thrust voiceless into cloth
Tight around the mouth
Drone of rustling in an echo chamber

Climbing pushes ladders down
Leaves bury the trees
Perfect as root rot and blister rust
Stand in place for a century
Time is getting dreadfully old

louder

voice, raising, rising, arisen, rose
red, passion, passion, violent
violet, stinging poison, us
we darts, weed arts, clinging to the gallery walls
coughing, hacking away at statues of claret
begging for ears
pulling veils out of them
streams of regurgitation
yell louder
nothing
yell louder
nothing
yell louder
nothing
beautiful is so mundane
lift the body from the bedrock
dirt knows, dirt expands and contracts
keep lifting
keep lifting
it's a sublime body
it's a sublime body
it's a sublime body
it's a sublime body


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weed art clinging to the gallery walls
coughing, hacking away at statues of claret
begging for ears, pulling veils out of them
streams of regurgitation

yell louder
nothing

beautiful is so mundane
lift the body from the bedrock
dirt knows, dirt expands and contracts
keep lifting, it's a sublime body