Imaginary Sanctuary

DefCon 1) Maybe some of you can still run.

DefCon 2) Gather your kit and water, too.

DefCon 3) Now it's down to you and me. 

DefCon 4) Crisp skin the winds waft aft & fore.

DefCon 5) This cinder,"Earth," the rock itself, 

                   humans cannot vaporise but, of all 

                   that once did thrive upon it, we'll 

                   leave not a single cell alive.…

Haiku #384

Beware ways o'er clean

Clever devils guide distress

'Cept in gladden fields 

Life At Bedtime.…

D'you know that warm, relaxed feeling you get when you go to bed tired but not exhausted? A kind of lucid falling asleep? Nothing on your schedule for the next day? Give yourself boundless permission to feel good.…in this pillowed softness amidst fragrant mists… Morning is welcome to be as late as it pleases. And who really needs morning anyway…?

Haiku #383

Walk wet shifting shores

One foot sunk in entropy 

The sea's swells betray 

Balance

You hate me 

I hate you 

In perfect balance 

Are we two 

With nothing that 

We have to do...

A relationship most

Perfect, ideal, and relaxed 

Lay back, end tension 

(I promise you won't 

feel the axe…)

We Fade Away

There are deaths that never 

Seem to die

Shadows that need no light 

Peace that demands 

A fight to arrive 

You ache to live yet 

You'll never survive…

Prisms of seeming Being

Do you ever experience frustration? Has the thought that you might relieve that sense of frustration by engaging in a totally random and meaningless yet intentional act of violence? Have you ever considered yourself to be a singularity surrounded by masses of claymation approximations of the humans you were introduced to at the time of your birth?