The Well of Eternity

Dreams

A round well of uncertainty the shades of man circle

Graceless in form 

deep inspection

Down the well

Deep below surface

From a perch on high

Shreds the final judgment

Guide lines posts

Verdict

For a life

For the precious, a pillar

Grasping blue light

Blue acceptance

Calm

Like the eyes of man

Beaming down from cloudless sky

Engaging soul

Releasing pain

All loving

All caring

All consuming

Pulsing warmth

Like wishful ocean tides

Where memories lay bear

And only love

Remains

Or darkness

Darkness beyond black

Within the hands of evils born

Transgression

Hate

Jealousy

Worn loudly outside

Born terminally within

Ripping

Tearing

Shearing

Tongue from mouth

Skin from muscle

Bone from frame

Only to reform

And suffer

Always

Forever

And ever

Amen

Which band of brothers?

Which source?

Here, by the well,

Choose

Finality

Unaware of the circumstances

Unaware of eternity come

Time in

Time out

The choice remains

Sitting stagnant

Stale

Against the Well

Pondering,

How have I lived?

Dining With the Devil

Dining at the table of Beelzebub,
                I wonder,
                                wistfully,
if this steak is undercooked
                or
if my tastes have simply shifted
                from raw
                                to well-done.
“Never mind the meat my dear friend,
                                have a glass of wine
and wonder no more.”
So do I do and notice the
                lovely bouquet of flavors
                emanating from my glass.
“Of course, my dear friend!
                This is my own personal
                recipe. Drink and be merry!”
Glass after glass I consume, end upon end;
over
                and over again. Until
colorsmeld and sounds echooo.

The party goes dim
the guests disappear
and
my Host
                and I
                                are alone;
                at last.

Difficulty Breathing

one night,
a taste of detachment,
pure objectivity.

Not for love,
for sanity.

one night.

Let’s leave our woes behind.
Let's revel in the glory of Jupiter,

Venus.

Polaris.

Star-filled skies
Salt-soaked seas.

Let’s speak without words,
distractions.
Let’s live this night, just this one,
with every breath.
Just one night.
Don't believe the dawn.
Don't believe Apollo.
Let's live, for just one night,
before our lungs contract and
Poseidon’s step-children take our breath away.