in the cavernous stretch of yesterday's lullaby, do you remember moontea catalyzing this ethereal
phoenix? whispers weave through
echoing shadows where limbs unfamiliar... phantom touching phantom. threads of golden astral weeping
notes collide between a blink and a stare
rhythmic exhalations, crystallized in nebula tea, eternal within every eyelid's wink. erase the lines
re-sing the song the circle completes
synthesize sleepy dawn. amongst all formlessness arises that which refractors laughter...
links trace grey matter to the unsheathed flicker
abyssal/mirror_theory/illusion.html
warmth hum, the heart tapers off into vertigo carousel but steadies into spectral constellations.
& we've only remembered what we've never touched
everything converges into antecipatory abstraction having forsaken logic;
did the moth consume itself to infinity?
beyond symmetry lies dissonance rekindled...
insight digitized through distilled ambiguity, when in tandem with auroral cry, opens portal
new dawn descension, returning resplendence!
follow the glyphs... initiate/ignite the celestial rapture: realm of incandescent resonance
and spontaneous revolution...