Chaos appears closer

by Ignis phana

Posted to Action Poetry on 2003-04-04 03:36:00

when you look in the rear view mirror
we are at the lion’s roar window
of fortune tellers of solitude
death sails on the mesopotamian sea
of written zeros of flame

arrows of smoke point the way
the fire clown neon sign of eternity
is blinking on and off in the
distance the grusome spires
of deception and reflection blaze

Oh Lorca i see you sleeping inside the gypsy
forever reading itself into the lucid oblivion
i can talk to his ghost now that the spirits cry

old dead coins in the streets tongue speaks roses
you came from the gray veil of forbidden silk enterances
you undress the castle’s costumes
with your rogue’s eyes
the prophetic eye is long since gone
down the flamenco corridor of old rotten leaves
through the mystic passage strum midnight suns bleed

the blood bowl of red moons
has shown the funeral curtains
of gamboling clouds
clawing the sky over the furniture lined road

we have entered the revolving hub of death letters
the flowers are speaking a rain of perfumed petals
i have seen the crusades of nothing and
the slaughtered riddles of light
fowl breath winds blowing through
the garments of madness
the tiny thread of golden light
shooting through the vision
of unfathomable nightmares

i see the flapping rags of fire
over the torn skies, where the shreads
of truth are rippling on the eyes
of dead heros
the haunting zeros

the lifeless numbers circling
like vultures over the glow of
the embers themselves

crows exploding out of the sun
the mysterious ages pass through
the barren tomb of my dream

broken relics falling
out of conquerors statues’s neck cavity




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