Relentless Vacuums Suck Inverted Worlds

[ModernPromethean]

First stanza opens out, assonance takes root in the pulp of illusion and space. Relentless vacuums suck inverted worlds through looking glass selves, and labyrinths are evidenced in red. Silence waits, patiently to be broken by a sound from the flourishing purple hibiscus. Did you see todays headlines ? Heraclitus, for his proverbial utterance is blamed for the flux and fire ! A chill came down like a snake on the fold, like the ploughshares of harvest, when summer is lean

 

[ModernPromethean]

I See Life Through Eye Of The Querent

I see life through eye of the querent, I question the Oracles propitious fallacies. she who in the love of memory held in every scuttled emotion prefigured by Euripides. Each word, a Bacchylidean symptom of decadence, her chthonian swamp beckons my monodic phrygian lyric, our ancient marriage of myth, and eroticism, and vulnerability have generated the vary entrapments so integral to our communion. This dramatic monologue is structured in veneration to her visible form. I acknowledge her quiescence, her incarnate transcendence is countenanced divine and takes form to witness my votive offerings, I give erotic access to my muse