As we lay to rest oceanic opiate gushes from beyond mind's horizon
Morphean dust, gilded and iridescent whirl within memory's bank
What we were, what we are and what we shall be
Time's childhood, adulthood and elderhood
Journeying deathlessly in Phantasmagoria's myriad vistas
Grand halls of cerebral architecture, mnemonic monuments
How the firmest foundation falters
How from its depths new ones arise
The cosmogeny constantly aflux'd, constantly fixlessly affixed
Azure beautiful and unutterable clashes with psychic spheres
Flickering, immense, shrinking, gigantesque
How I can hold it and yet it is imperceivable
Weightlessly drifting in the sea of Self, weightfully sinking downwards
The fall, from innocent, ignorant phantasy towards reality restless
Alas, thy shores, dear Phantasmagoria, take me hither anew!
Fair reflexions be my images of abstract reverie,
Much fairer still, the universe in all its peerless imperfection
The coursing seasons, the greenery, the blueness, the fair faces of people
Much more divine, much more passing resplendent than any creation
Wrought by fiction, fact nor mind or myth
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Songs of the Reed
PoetryA repository of various poems that I have written over the years gathered into this publication. Influences range from Whitman, Ginsberg to Shakespeare and Milton and confluence into what is hopefully a larger collection. It'll be updated daily with...
