{"id":2966,"date":"2020-02-08T07:19:31","date_gmt":"2020-02-08T12:19:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/?p=2966"},"modified":"2020-02-08T07:19:31","modified_gmt":"2020-02-08T12:19:31","slug":"revolution-and-the-art-of-a-dying-dream","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/2020\/02\/08\/revolution-and-the-art-of-a-dying-dream\/","title":{"rendered":"r(E)volution and the art of a dying dream"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>paper guns firing warning shots<br \/>\ninto nebulous the neon night<br \/>\nenter my eyes<br \/>\ni&#8217;m stoned again<br \/>\nstaring at the shaded wallpaper<br \/>\nof silent deities<br \/>\nstranded in hollow disdain<\/p>\n<p>under the black gaze<br \/>\nof several silent cats<br \/>\ni&#8217;m waiting, and anticipating an eventual end<\/p>\n<p>one day i challenged a broken line<br \/>\nchilled and held by the sea<br \/>\nchaos was a whole new transition<br \/>\nwaiting for purple rune mountains to speak<br \/>\nohh how they sit with random indifference<br \/>\nand the sun is an unresponsive god<\/p>\n<p>weighted and wounded,<br \/>\ndrinking in ritual beauty<br \/>\ni fell into the arms<br \/>\nof another domestic lover<br \/>\nas this silver sword once again<br \/>\nseparates skinny poetry<\/p>\n<p>sacred forms of sin still call to us<br \/>\nas crystal knives slice through cautious hesitation<br \/>\nread on the bed<br \/>\nand dead in the wine washed night<br \/>\nnervous characters wrap bodies in heat<br \/>\ncostumed, we consume memories<br \/>\nof empty sheets<\/p>\n<p>think of black glass, love, and crazy sex games<br \/>\nwaiting to be sequestered and written<br \/>\non cartoon alters<br \/>\ndecorated with fluid flowers<br \/>\nfrom a garden moon<br \/>\nbreakfast at noon<br \/>\ni&#8217;m in tune<br \/>\nwith hungover patterns<br \/>\nas consciousness is marooned<br \/>\nand<br \/>\nthe snake lies coiled in the east<br \/>\nwaiting for a deceased priest<br \/>\nto reconvene this artistic feast<\/p>\n<p>satan love<br \/>\nlost and lonely in the narcotic night<br \/>\nthe shadow becomes the self<br \/>\nand, we\u2019re always searching for shamans<br \/>\nto remind us how we\u2019re all<br \/>\nunique and irreplaceable<\/p>\n<p>science, violence<br \/>\ndefiance or compliance<br \/>\nit&#8217;s all the same<\/p>\n<p>polluted by television<br \/>\nand searching for a second chance<br \/>\nmanifest destiny has morphed into<br \/>\ncommunist consumerism<br \/>\neverything old is forgotten<br \/>\nhow many times can we walk down dusty streets<br \/>\nsoiled by the arcane industry of humanity<\/p>\n<p>exiled from dance halls<br \/>\nwe reach toward white walls<br \/>\nwith tired wooden fingers<br \/>\nwandering these warrior mornings<br \/>\ncould we start a different kind of revolution?<\/p>\n<p>mantistic maestro<br \/>\nmorning feather<br \/>\nwait for the crow<br \/>\nbullfrog songs, heavy clouds,<br \/>\nand scented candles<br \/>\nare the only mysteries we have left<\/p>\n<p>the rhythm is hiding behind recycled time<br \/>\none more trip<br \/>\nand the spell will be complete<br \/>\nconsume whatever removes your mind<br \/>\nfrom this dull reality<\/p>\n<p>it\u2019s time to re-write the present tense<br \/>\nthe past tastes the future<br \/>\nand glass realities crash<br \/>\nagainst the promises of tomorrow<\/p>\n<p>in the next life<br \/>\nmay the new gods<br \/>\nbe kinder than the last<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/408-rEvolution-and-the-art-of-a-dying-dream.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-2969\" src=\"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/02\/408-rEvolution-and-the-art-of-a-dying-dream-300x206.jpg\" alt=\"408-revolution-and-the-art-of-a-dying-dream\" width=\"300\" height=\"206\" 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