Metaphysical Harmony of Nonsense

Someone from Kyoto once asked me, what will I get for my birthday this year? a chance to see into the future? or a reminder of the imperfect past?

Not a single clairvoyants nor oracles can tell me when is my time to hit into the veil. What is beyond the veil if I may ask? And what makes the biological expiration dates became the ultimate deadlines?

Somewhere sometimes, unconsciously conscious. All I can think about is the future failure, performing the past to reclaim future.

I was born to be a jellyfish they said, he was born to be a jackal, then you are the moose. You suppose to live in the forest whilst the deep blue sea is my home. Just before you draw your terminal breath please face the curtains with no bow.

Jelly knows no biological expiration dates, we are trapped in this jolly rotten cosmic eternally.

Krazy Kosmic Klairvoyance Klosure.

All is well, sir not a seer. Do not eat the jelly if you happen to swim in the sea. Happy new tear 2017!

once in the blue moon the sky was blue with a few wispy clouds in the past

Once in a blue moon we had a chance to be fine bygone, like the father unknown in the humid weather.

All you can do is write a song for that plutonian chowder baby. Fare thee well. The vessel is drowning. S.O.S.

Cryptic Crib Company

I can't wait to go to sleep and dream again.

Purple Doomed Oyster

At my own peril, I suffer dark curse for unauthorised permit to the autumn. What kind of autumn that we have in this tropical place?

I heard bells toll slow and solemn, ringing their dirges into fetid humid air of this island.

A sombre procession marches on, refusing to acknowledge the heat.

Bethink oneself of childhood wound, I refused to arise.

They were absent on three consecutive months.

I walk towards the galaxy of freckles, log that I put in bedside table and reminisce the dreams I have encountered.

At my own peril, I suffer dark curse for unauthorised permit to the spring.

The ghastly and the gnawing sense. They put themselves into my rucksack.

Whilst the moonbeam helps to banish the sombre time, Vermin Cat appears and attack me with her mucky claws.

Simply I wish to resurrect the the springtime. The purple doomed oyster said wait until the clock round and round again.

infernal diatribe

Infernal diatribe maternal lice tripe

Ineffable curse of dingbats kerning

Stinging chitterlings of Pluto mutton chowder

Eye of rabbit whore undoing the chores

What do you call the space between letters?

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I wish you a terrible evening

Eternal Slumber

drip of rainbow over the sea

the skin that i stir into my tea

i wonder how it begins

the velocity untides

swimming in the tidal wave

of natural curly hair

to hard to split between sea and tea

tears and hearse

gay and dumped

odd and smitten

let the eternal slumber begin

Phantom Power

super cruel july.
through the thunderstorm cup of tea would be perfect for an evening but i am not your cup of tea.

I would love to pour some glitters on your funeral.

i inherited my mum's inability to sleep

Friesland

Atlantis

Took a short visit to a realm of bereft voices and disconsolate rainbow.
Everything was dreadly colourful, vivid yet seems unreal.
A divergent space where I can't recall.

ghost stations

physical walls has been destroyed
but the invisible wall remains
proximity in sphere
east and west
a train ride
what should be very easy
turns very burdensome
very well..

She Woke and Rose by Autumn Royal