Sunday, August 12, 2018
TESSERACT OF UNDREAMT SUN GODS
Once upon a Kaleidoscopic Palindrome, in the Suspended animation sequence
somewhere near a Phantasmagorical Constellation of Ultraviolet Mandala Photons seeking
the Face of Infinity whirling in Buddha Footprints through the
Ten Thousand Mountaintops sleeping in the shards of a Broken Mirror,
White Eyes howling Blue Vapors, the breathe lost in the Emerald Rushes,
where the Flesh of her Imagination is curved like a Cats Pulse into Twelve
Unrepeatable Silences, the Question that Has Never Been Asked pirouettes
in Nijinsky's discarded Embryo,
the Top of Eternity slips like a Woman's Tongue down a Street not Made for Drinking,
her Body becomes a Circus Tent of Apparitions,
Clowns that spin flaming Scimitars towards an Invisible Sun,
bloodstained wigs of Emperors dangling from the Ceiling in
whirlwinds of an Untamed Axiom, the architecture that paints itself in Tympanic Membrane
of White Noise,
bloodrushing roses and the Unicorn Thunder, where Frogs gallop towards Venusian
Inkwells, their Eyelids caked in Treble Clef, a series of Arpeggios
without Beginning or End,
Ink that drinks Itself into Sleepwalking across the Painted Desert,
Cerulean shadows lifting the Veils of Arabesque Tarantulas, as the Angel
seeks Her Birth in the Vortex between the Thesaurus and the Windowsill,
gold dust caked like an Old Woman's tears, word by word
the Newspaper slithers its exoskeleton of Hell, thresholds of Wisdom
quaking with the Ghost that Disappears into your Own Starry Freckles,
as a Tambourine Shimmers in the Peachscented embers of a Dog's Light,
Golden
Triangles waiting to Teach the Dead Gods how to escape
the Prison of their Own Imagination,
cascading Ego Transmitters rotating in heliotropic abyss,
across the Chalkboard where the Orphan has written It's name in a
Pink Blue hieroglyphic Tide of Woman's Whispers,
shimmering necklaces that race around the Parking lot in Search of a Jugular Vein
to sing to sleep,
Vampires that fall through Inkwells of Unwritten Poems
on their Way the Dusk that is like an Elephants Ear, ten thousand blank pages
of Ten Million Hours waiting to Die in the Perfect silence
of
Her Memory,
Amnesia of Scarlet flame leaping through Genesis on the Tide of a Mystical Eyelash,
where a Cat has place a Question Mark, and the Audience is Laughing itself
Awake,
ten thousand eyes that rotate towards a Purple Smile in the Black Fog of Midnight,
the Teeth that Glow like Stonehenge, a Bonfire of Robot Eyes,
wires grasping for dollar bills exploding from an open Wound in the Rear View Mirror,
Witches are waiting to suck the Wine from
the Priests Spleen,
his Laughter racing through the Temple on its way to Calcutta,
where an Ordinary Dandelion is shaving the Moon of its Whiskers,
and Neal Armstrong is talking to himself as if it was an Ordinary Day,
and the Universe between the Pre Cambrian Jungle, Hiroshima
and the New York Public Library
chasing that WORD as if it was a rainbow descending in the Star Dance,
twin Universes Twined in the recursive filigree of her
Time Traveling Hindbrain, as it began
cleverly rotating in the Gods Daydream Sequence of the Holographic Hieroglyphs of
You Me and the Unsolvable Riddle turning Night into Fire on the Edges of
Unfathomable Chaos-Topia
where the Spectral apparitions of the
Dopamine Spectrum of Absolute Otherworldly Vision were streaming
Trout Eyes around the Tree Trunk and root notes of Absolute Zero in
the Glass that Bowed in the scarlet Irises of Yesterdays
Intergalactic Dewdrops, the Tinfoil Fairies eloping down cosines
of her Illuminated Uvulas, barrel rolling
towards Shangri La as if She had stolen a Chinese Emperors Emerald Lantern
her Eyes twisting in Tornadoes of Red Sun dogs racing
down the Last Sky above the Wheatfield, her throat as Unquenched as Methuselahs
Tongue Twisters at the top of Tomorrows Next White Fanged Moon Mountain,
the God of the Iguanas was waiting with a Purple Tongue, Swishing against the
Tide in bioluminescent Embers of Tarzanian Madmen with
Yellow Scimitars gathering Dust Motes on the edge of the Greening in Arabia,
a flowery response to the Beauty that dwells in the Lightning of Djinn
in the Heart above the cloaked wing
as the Ocean and Sand tango in Zodiacal Madness of the Soul thirsted mouth
of the Tide,
Moon into Moon, that night she wandered the Oriental Market, her heart
like a Butterfly balanced in the Library that Walks in the Human Eye,
Book into Book,
Wrinkle by Wrinkle, the Names curled into each Leaf on the Sidewalk
that Knows nothing
save the Everlasting Anonymity of the Moment of Birth,
her face like a Silence writing Nothing through the Magic of the Moment
you discover the Earth,
:
(Parenthesis)
***There whirled a Tear Stained Tea Pot containing ten trillion nightmare molecules
Under the Invisible Sea, near a whirlpool that swallowed Gamma Ray of
Subatomic Elephant Making Quasilogical Skies, in the Centripetal Force Sequence of
Twelve Thousand Congregation of HahaHa Quarks, ***
as the Labyrinthine Soup of Immortal Madness crested
in hieroglyphic musculature of Seraphim spiraling on Blue vapors of the
candelabra rotating in the honeycomb of
Nostradamus' Phoenix haunted Eyes,
a Tesseract of Embryos, lost in the prologue of Perpetual Motion,
began climbing into the Geometry of Now into an
***Oscillating Cosine in the Dolphins Heartbeat***
as they began synchronizing their Walrus Brain Memory Labyrinths,
Eye by Walrus Eye, shining Oliphants with Twelve Nosed
Purple Porpoisorouses, Sphinxish Megacats glimmering on crested Nautilus
Snoring with Associated Seven Teen Billion Ton Thundering RexaroundaRosesorosis
in the Library of Alexandria,
where the dead Gods turn around in Ouroboros by the Candlelight
that glows like Gods lungs breathing in the Elder Forestes,
breathing your Name
in the Turning of the Photons from the Sunlight to the Moonlight
Reverse the Images, the Abracadabra Carouselambra Caravanserai
Shining in the Oceans mouth in the Zero Hexagram inside the Taoist Fantasy Oasis,
opening and closing with the flowery Sucklings of Midsummer's Lost Night, Her
Twelve Thousand Capillaries crash landed
in Zephyrs of Starry Shadow, as then
She began teaching the World
the intrinsic nature of Daffodilomancy,
a serenade of Chlorophyll on Optic Fibers
Machine Language that turns the Lantern of ________
lifted Eyelids of Telepathic Amphibians across the Winded Vapors
in Octaves of Thermonuclear
IMagination, the Sun Gods Tongue dripping candlewax earangels down the Throat
of Wandering Star Piranhas, their Laughter shimmering in phosphorescent Electrode embers
Bathed in Sodium Pentathol of Fairy Whispers, as the Ink Stained Songs gathering momentum in
the dreamtime of the Probability Octopus repeated themselves backwards
on spirals of blue noise in Twilight as purple as the pinecones dissolving on a Narwhales belly,
even as we Gazed like JIgsaw Puzzle based messiahs
in hypnogagic wonder at the Birth canal opening and closing around the Robot Goddess on Channel
Ten Trillion God zillion +/- 1, the WEstern Sepulchre of the Vampires Cranial Axis as it
raised vowels of blue fire into synchronized embers of t he last Shadowy
Sarcophogi grown in the Twelfth Velvet Eden that painted it's Antelopes towards her
name inside the Emptiness of Heaven as
She nursed the Embryo of Unborn Multiverse
inside her Egglike Thermonuclear Oscillator, a gelatinous mud moon whooshing through
her Goose Down Umbrella
teardrop by teardrop, Seahorses chasing themselves into the Broken Mirror at the Top of
the Thunder fucked Ocean, mouths of Alabaster Pterodactyls writhing
in slow motion to the Flying Fish gathered like curtains of Sapphire Ocelot Memories
in rivulets of Sea Foam as green as the eyeshadow of Mermaids in
Atlantean pawn shops, their Coral Goldilocks shining like the Birth Tooth of Neptune,
his Face a tangled skein of Moon Rocks
gargling Photons filtered through the Spectral Signature of Old Sea Salt H20,
a Bathyscape raised in Immortal ambition where
Jacques Cousteau was remembering the Day he ate Birthday cake in the
Midnight of Non Linear Ocean, the moment he looked to the sky
and the Face in the Clouds was none other than Lady Godiva, her galactic membranes
swinging in garlands of Aquamarine starlight,
the Mystery of an Indescribable presence twisting the Aeons
into candelabras of SLow Motion,
probability verbs careening in down alleyways where Violins taught
chats how to open the Last Casket in the Graveyard,
the Moss and Lichen drunk with a thousand Taut Trout scales,
She lifted into the Rafters, broke into a Million Golden Light beams and
exchanged a Thousand Illuminated Kisses with the Ghost of Harry Houdini,
the Stairwell arrived in Both directions of the Void simultaneously,
the
Iron Lock of Houdini's Heart bursting at the seam with Radioactive Barnacles, the
SUckling Eyes of Zeus rippling in delirium of Blue Purple Purple Blue Waves
twisting like Chaplins; moustache at that moment
near the Empire State Building when the Century was made of Anvils, Hammers, Irons,
green noise bursting in charcoal crucifixions at the edge of the Dirt road
where the manhole leads to Instantaneous Limbo, the wrought iron claws
of Gargoyles clutched bloody jugulars in a clockwork
made of Crab claws the moment the Tide leapt out of the Bellydancers
throat and his voice cracked
like an Egg inside an Empty stage, the Klieg lights shining
in Silver Dollars and Vampire Jewelry,
western sky became a Rotating Stained Glass Window,
the sinews of a Minotaur spiraling like snakeskin into
the desert floor where the Tarot Cards
he'd gathered while being enveloped in a Castle of Diabolic phosphorous
were chanting Mantras to the Silence of Uncertainty,
Ten Centuries away from the Vortex that made
Lazarus blink, on the edge of the Lotus Blossom where the Angels were
bathing their Tastebuds
in Chromosomal Recombinations of ExCalibre,
an Interstellar Resurrection Matrix shining
in the Fingerprints of a Paradox
turning Grapes into tumbleweeds singing Operas of
Chiarascuro into the Blueprints whirling on the edge of a Dopamine Hurricane,
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