Fire lingers twisting and wrenching burning beauty feeding on
thoughts blending wavelengths
crashing down without a choice crawling on the lamb roaring racing seeking
Desire revolver knits into crossed lines weaving amplified an essence of deep base fills fantasy feels twists strums along unstoppable diffusing obnoxious seeking
Aversion thick succulent dark forest moves melting poping city
lights blanket haunt conquering
The ends bursting diseasing taking possessing zoogleas tiny and flocculent (flŏk′yə-lənt) seeking
The ends bursting diseasing taking possessing zoogleas tiny and flocculent (flŏk′yə-lənt) seeking
Delusion boxed fixed stuck clustered knots struggle black is
white nothing is either
longing escape feeling colours fluids blues mustered exploding joy
seeking
Control logical struggle extinguishes Ren ex-sponged flood of delectable nothing
release luminosity peace floating serenity free bliss drift
away zen
So I've never done acid (shocker), but I feel like your poem is like what being on acid would be like - a lot of sensory overload! Very intense.
ReplyDeleteAlso, I just fed fishes for like 10 minute, distracting! :)
Thanks Angela :) I like to try to see other points of view.
ReplyDeleteumm I know right its bad! I got them b/c they are so cute but now I keep feeding them lol oh my.
Where do you get your inspiration? I can project myself into this...
ReplyDeleteIs this a flarf?
Inspiration almost always comes from my emotions and my life. This one started with nirvana from Buddhism. Then I just try to describe feelings, point of view. I just went with it. I have not thought to categorize it. but it can not be flarf since it all came from mine heart brain gut spirit thingys.
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