since i haven't given a verse in a while .

i see,

wombs that i'm growing in

flowing from an everlasting source

that aborts

a different kind of rhythm

wait..listen .

listen to what?

your blood glistening guts?

they call for another and another

watch the hunger make me squeeze from the emptiness

singing in a symphony of difference and similar

with same under it all

the one and the many, as above so below

shut the fuck up and watch how it's insane how you know

how you know who you're dealing with

you listen now but feeling shit

from the day before and the day before

in that way you ignore

the things they doing, misconstruing dreams

so it seems

that reality survives in the seams of your vision

and i would like to take this time to thank you for assisting

in my verse

by going through the purse of your fallacies

and laughing cause you're probably still mad at me ..

ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

A Sonnet for Alia

Dear Muriel Alia Solomons,

'ere her sacred shadow lies cast down by the groom

The light by which we all should search reflected in the moon

Such seeking is no more than glance and glance where we begin

And I no more than seed of plant that has and knows no end

Oh Alia, dear Alia if all were right and fair

Then love would drip into your eyes befall'n from your hair

And all would sing the tunes that match the walk that is your dance

And silence would become so loud it fills the world with chance

But as it is when darkness falls we mourn when morning's due

Not knowing, nay not feeling, there's no me, no she, no you

The trees have told me secrets, the cold has shown me death

And all these natural wonders find solace in your breath

So my dear, whene'r you feel your heart has turned to stone

Know that life has writ' you this and you're never, ever alone

Best Regards,

Gideon Wyldflower

something pulled me inwards .

Okay, so usually I'd think this kind of thing would come off as creepy, so I wouldn't do it even if I wanted to.. But two things about your profile changed my mind; your name, Experiencer is an amazing name and so brilliantly simple and new, and your hair color.. you've had pink hair once, which makes you awesome. I want you to know that. You're awesome. And those things made me go against my better judgement, and perhaps my fear of how I'd be perceived by you, and send this message. I would certainly like to meet for coffee. friends call me Gideon. You may call me what you wish. And I very much look forward, like a maiden looking out the window of her dragon guarded castle, to hearing from you. Until then, peace & balance. Gideon