They rollerblade
Through the complexities of space tunnels
Fabricated by hypothetical schools
Made to be lengthy tests
Where time seemed to be
Made into trivialities of diagnostic schemes.

Brightly lit neon signs
Blurring past attentive notations,
Below, above and around them,
Numerous characters indicative of the inferential and descriptive,
However small or large, in essence
Released from impossibilities.

Her voice heard in the distance;
Words meekly hissing through apologues;
Probabilities subjected to a sentence;
Seeking narratives of an iota allocated
To venerated yields of unities.


Making Sense

Quintessential, exonerative evidence,
Hazardously, slowly exacerbate an esthetique;
Glorified maple seeds collected as a curio.

Viruses on xenic plaques sequestered into liquid phalanxes. They’d seep
Trepidly into quarries, stomped on, followed by a squelch:
Primavera quandaries that of low EQ.
Xanax-y side effects of xenophobia’s that shook
Just those with axial queries, a bout, of purple helicopter fuses:
Torques of magnifique syntaxes that perplexed devolved axons; skewed.

Wanton omniscient ubiquities of felt acerbic hilarity; isocyanic acid: refused.


The naked eye traces the astronomical
While privities lied in the telescopical.
The observational flux in atypical size;
Lives annexed by night’s sides.

Trajectorial paths grated onto sheets.
Jotted dots, erased, replaced, added,
Leaving ghostly memories; respondencies
Leading to palms of aphrodisiacal tangibilities.

Shudderings caused by breezes caught
By branchless leaves by those reasoning;
Thoughts attached to weighted appraisals and accusals
Thrown into the abyssal depths of sentient mysteries.

Representative of acausal destinies.

Substantial lasers lost in aerial proximities
Diffuse in approximated distances of absorbencies;
Riveted exchanges of asymmetrical favors;
Presences of wonder; pieces playing god.

Devalued (or overly so) battles
Midst those evidential tolls of endeavors,
Would show in the before and afters of
Lexically languid portrayals or deleted sequences;
Values surmised as emulsifications of enough
Determinacies within incapabilities.


Speckled spectacled angel fishes
Levitating faery leprechauns in red
Gelatin holograms of flavored plum essences
Flying with black plasma birds of micro galaxies
Hovering drops of rainbow rains and
Brightly colored moth kites, alive, or (insert preferred phantasies).

Digitized realities translated into ecstatic computations of abnormalities
Sensitized to altered states of euphoric subsistencies;
Grander designs in glorious novelties of ease filled tranquilities
Whisked away by risks
Transmogrified into deleted codes of ethereal beauties
Within vortices of lifetime’s misnumbered clocks.

Emptied pockets of meager profferings
Belittled brittle esteems,
Prescribed to bottled up fantasies,
Pawned off, traded inside passivities
For close proximities within frozen
Ticking tocks; a side effect: enacted slurred idiocies.

Dawdling over ilks of spilt shattered vials,
Liquefied greys sprayed across sacred grounds,
“How blasphemous! Despairingly erroneous!”, they’d exclaim,
Desecrating exhilaratingly breathtaking scenes
By way of pointing at foolishly held paganistic dreams;
Believed, albeit briefly.

Those posthumous moments of difficulties.

Our State

Reigning through astral planes,
Labradorite arrow heads
Directly mined from morpho mines, of
Plastered shafts with augmented porcelains
Painted in glossy black mediums, and
Fletchings of ebony razor blades of
Plastic vane extensions, conjoined.

Labradorescences flashing iridescent
Blues, violets, pinks and golds at
Submicroscopic spheres. While
Spectrolite scarcities dramatically
Reel in those dimensionalities.

Theories of quick sand spaces
Moving in unthinkable speeds,
We pray on those points above;
Lights seen through semiopaques;
Muted mustards and darkened grays,
While he contorts our realties.

Her Presence

I hopped five steps across the board.
I stood there looking
At the square that maybe would take me to jail.
I just needed the dice to settle
At more than eleven.
Instead I rolled two ones (darn
I hopped two steps down
And mistakenly landed
On the normal emoji toys.

I sleepily kept moving
And rolling my tiny dice.
I’d barely land and pass
Each neatly patterned cell.
One filled with candy crisps.
Another filled with fluffy materials.
I’d pass the moments with laughter;
I’d draw cards with riddles written
On them, but no one
Answered my questions.
I couldn’t see the end of this board game
I’m stuck in.

I heard someone give me a suggestion.
I peered over my shoulder to see
If it had been her, then wondered
If it had been an essence
I frankly created, to not be disappointed.

Are We

Questionable weights, under
Brandish molten microcosms
Flung at the phantasmal;
Lucid, seemingly graspable,
Constructed from obsidian
Blades plagued by patterns;
Mottled lichen growths;
Contrasting cortexes against
Shaded terrains of flame
Shapes in curvatures, whir,
Witnessed by nuances in our
Materialization into this domain,
Slip, frozen, slit,
Made invisible, into
That dimension; alternate.