Life at Night

return of the night wind
living in the future
Pocky Storm
fruit of a poisonous Tree
invited a Snake into the Garden
veins that flow with angel’s blood
sparks scattered at the dawn of creation
future funk summer
The Bridge Camper

Error Error
a cycle that keeps circling
watching the rain fall
lion cloud dog
sailor of the wind
icy blue ’80s
inherited angel’s blood
seek the power of the night
going to have to go all the way up

an angel vampire, that comes out at night
rain wind ceremony
Simps and Reverse Cards
Game NEXT
Smooth jazz guitar
Predator of the Sun
Adventures in House
Chekhov’s law of potency
seven nades

the Casual Camper
Win the potato
Amon Gamer
alien lighting “god”
electromagnetic anomalies
quintessential space guitar
Internet Muziks
Pocky Village
Magickal thinking

house music is very summery
rolling thunder, in the atmosphere
high-quality electronic musicks
meme drinks

Please do not repost without my permission, but you can support my poetry here! Originally written 7/28/20. Copyright, All Rights Reserved.

Locked behind the Veil

fluffing the edges
what was lost at Santorini
sea lane veins in the Dardanelles
lost secrets of Minoan Knossos
forgotten mysteries of history
just another pig in the sty
just more tears to cry
poverty of thinking
from euphoria comes clarity

and suddenly the fog lifted
listening to the rain, fall at night
summer beach wind
live your life out loud
bail out and fail out
blackening, reddening, whitening
the handsome blue, of the evening
the creation of god
angels are, by definition, fiery

late-night rain wind
New Wave mumbling
broke free of the body
see love, at the bottom of a wine glass
the rush and the tide of history
sci-fi future and fantasy past
summoning summer emotions
the limits of the human entity
reworked back to “god”

still asking for worth and approval
god of the rain wind
One star, one heavenly city
digital past; only one future
met your future self already
contradictory feedback loop
the origin of the Indo-Europeans
lost to prehistory and the early earth
still searching for the Answer

loneliness and strangers
what was known – and then un-known
abandoned by history
one thunderclap, racing through time

Please do not repost without my permission, but you can support my poetry here! Originally written 7/24/20. Copyright, All Rights Reserved.