Stream of Consciousness
The Surreal Stream
Somewhere I read that the angles are perpendicular to the commiseration of distinct viewpoints on a map of the universe that jammed itself between the teeth of a giant seashell. . . or hell, HELL, maybe it bit into a volcano full of bubble gum and ate the sum of its own parts with licorice kisses on scaly flesh in the midnight hour of tower power so sour for whatever reason, how should we me know sirma’an on the mountain of fountain pens and cascading glens with no retreat from the beat of the crackalacka repeat bazooka joe chewing gum in the trash heap of binge drinking sink blinking random order out of meager benefits and sacred fits on the throwing mat of love in E minor with no concept of how long it took to get right here in the where the hell am I now, gibberish, slotted through monkey brain eating holes where the hammers still hang in GOD knows what void of Anglican discontent, wherever veils are rent.
By C. Rommial Butler2 years ago in Poets
Again.
Don't live forgetting the lessons of time Human again. Otherwise there will be a land storm Once again. And no one will be able to get up again Again . Don't live forgetting the lessons of time. Human again. The pain we have given to the earth in the past May he not be exposed again. with tears of forgiveness in my eyes Then we have to make the earth heaven again. Don't live forgetting the lessons of time Human again.
By Suraj poetry plus 2 years ago in Poets




