Crystal Barnacles in Space
I wrote these words during the initial stages of the covid pandemic and fused them to music and now video
Crystal Barnacles in Space
Caught into another realm shifts of light out of promise of another world
undertaking out of logic peace folds away from galaxies
and sounds unheard sunlight wraps from the eastern world
torn curtain of veils blue castigating from lips unspoken of the other world
history taken down on ledges unwritten eggs cracked on unconsciousness
parallel universe recorded on cassettes that run off the edges
turquoise principles spindles collide the circle collapses smash minds orbit
no sound phone smart disaster unleashing despair floats into black space
no one will hear the sighs of insects disturbed out of life
the dying chamber holds up three fingers
fright keeps the tiller exposed
floating with blackness freedom from fools and fear incumbent
robbed of promise of another love the grace of remembrance of a goodness
coyote laughin in the night with the changing moonlight
the dark has no shadow casting upon rocks in the sea
dancing she loves the crystals are growing with uncertainty encroaching
starlight is vibration on the shaking rolling nonsuch
receive it now the distant parameter spinning out of mind as jade cracks
the lung takes air into another dimension emotional grace is lost
another place rising dust settles on black box
no matter now it won’t save you hair shirts and gaze into space
the last reckoning fears spend joy of free will unsuspended
punctuating a longing for peace and tranquility dislodged amber strokes at midnight
the orbits of another universe folding and careening out of a place
undefined by intelligent action ice bullet that speaks of cold passed past compassion
a mind lost of fear waste into space you have lost your path you have lost your way
anger and fear rises creativity is crushed apparitions of the mind sequestered in the hillside
crazy cries echo upon shifting pools of reflection
distance measured into watches melting on zebra lines
horses ride into the caverns of turquoise and copper
Auld Lang Syne plays from wooden ships that harbor into the copper space
meant as another offering and place for a gathering
black lines converge from another chamber trauma released fear ungrasps another victim
moon settles in in the valleys unseen form a species that have been distinguished
from fools that decide with money and lies lost what is lost to them
the bride screams there the baby is carried from the crib
eternity unfolding shifting stars crash into the sea
the hand raises enough has been destroyed into me
sounds silence deafening roar into black
so much fear it rattles the mind small lies and illusion
clear now the planets float riding upon the smallest uncertainties
reflections discarded on the highway
rotting carcasses in the next town cries for the justice as the pain floats
orbit the saturn becomes blue golden stars from dead spheres
spinning from ash and dust and kindnesses upon us
grace of moments unleashed the breath at last unforgotten
love unveiling trumpets wailing sighs longing perceptions unyielding
baby golden baby astral rejoicing the stars unfolding
