Forgive

The vocoder
the ambient strings and transient pads
remind me of desolate landscapes
clutching a melancholy capable only
only in the winds and exhaust that I dream

cities left

shadowed

no one will ever see

this time

I cannot forgive

Grimoire

Stoned and pressed together under the over cast sky
I couldn't tell whether that
heart beat I was feeling was yours or mine

inside the air and soft rock's moss manuscript
of moisture manipulative with hold of our contour
capsize looking glass your dark eyes beyond mine
see the silver clouds far past the bottom grifting
grimoire over cast glinting glossy with the tree bodies
the monument of a waxingly waneful moment moves so fast

I literally lose track of where I end and where you begin
a packed bowls full and the last drop of resin
the side of a mirror the skies edges lack
a depth like sound my held breath reacts
four mouths fall beat in time...bound
Who's pulse is that?

...whoa.

Howl Zeppelin III (you know how it is)

Howling zeppelins scarring underbellies
texture reminiscent of mountain tops rubbed smooth
the fires still ember strongly / naturally

I find a new summit opposite the plateau
for us to create worlds still
simply under a sunset glinting aurora
in a tremulant of fresher hues
fractal jazz / the flora and fauna

what happens in the holding bay
of an cliff ward zeppelin when
there are no formations for its descension
besides the painting aft chain from the sky?
just let it hit the water

Howl Zeppelin II (you know how it is)

The same
dippings wet their wicks
on cuticle poems and vapor lyrics
flashed in a rain of passion
I can't help but clear my throat
of all this art I supposed
at the knees of our high tides
embankments disengage shone the brightest
when your radiance was nervous system electric
a murdering experience resurrecting a woeful womb
a joyful lambs hoof quartered as the moon
I fear that I will all ways love you fear
that I have been a victim to the comfort
my heart felt for falling I fear
that I do not fear because the weight
of a birth defect's disfigurement
is not a labor of uncertainty

adjacent the basement and rotting bones
a compliment for the molds growth knows not the edges

remember when the sheets starved us of our lower halves
we laid naked to the waist and breathing heavily
enough that the sun rose with each gaping laugh we stoked
loudly and wide smiled enough your eyes slivered slates like sun light
bereavement is a fiend thieving that this is something that you could ever deny

what to do with the shearing halves hemisphere broke the skin
what to do to give you planets atmosphere
what to do to separate the fault lines
what was less than you had
what was more was that I spat physics on the consistency
you quantum religious the two between could ever let you in?

Howl Zeppelin (you know how it is)

I drank you in a dream of tattooed isis ensembles
stuck my seeds in obituaries denied
and I cannot be certain of the dust I seen
click stacked under burden of their assemble

I read you amidst the quiver dogs teeth
anthropomorphic / the child inside relitigated
fevers at the touch of my surgeons hands described
as ions detracted amongst the chemical imbalance
and tinker heavy only since you've been at my side
indigenous I must remember your climate is not
binary not organic but crawling backwards as the
septic woman spoke / almost mythologically so
I cannot be one to back star any prevailed truth
surrounding legitimacy of your (yes, your) text feed

the wavering transparency
to your distracted eyes of my clawing walls
is the closest your molten aircraft to my quilled castle
that you will ever come

in a moat throat sung found torrential you are drunk

in a wrote horns contort to tones with no dead lies
compass is an island from which the center you will find no dye-rection
I must remain for you only as the foot note ascribes
I hope for your sake you one night find
a cedar clearing in the out stretch of your mind
brass malice encompass is an island from which the center heaves
with lust a trench I weave to the sounds of another day
I hoped that tomorrow I would still feel the same

I can only hope that tomorrow I will still feel