Stratus Haze

Awakened, silent sleepers levitate unshackled
from their slavery to the earth.

Illusion, overtones of light emit from eyes imprisoned,
a pungent lack of vision in this dream of night.

Enraptured, dirges moan in deep delight upon ascendence,
as obsidian thrones of the incorruptible dissolve.

Sense, where all untruths begin to gain a psyche's will,
and form intolerable densities within nature's homonym.

Ethered, once again resolved to die with hearts of fire,
encased in crystalline desire, perhaps one day more towards awakening.

Lemming

Step, Step,
Wind among gray hairs,
Coldly setting sun upon them,
Step, Step,
Trenchcoat closed, eyes down,
ember-lit cigarette,
Step, Step,

Whisper:
"Do men's hands exist if they
are forever hidden in pockets?"

Step, step,
grizzled visage turns,
Step, Step,
Stop.

Ocean reflected in his gaze,
No tear, no song, no cry.
Eyes down again,
to pay allegiance
to the pavement.

Step, step,
step, step...
(dies away)

Iapetus' Curse