Poetic Texts
The Blueprint of Sand
They went to the screen, a system of lies.
The slip ring histories, axiomatic ties.
Emeshed and emitting, the golden clock rim.
Night and day spinning, lies let them in
Index triggered timing, perspective to gain.
Net move inertia, lies define the fine frame.
Sensual ring of memory, erotic taste clear
Resonant realm of time, immitation touch tear.
The ephemeral body, home of remorse
A surrogate emotion, catharsis on course
Mechanical balance, touch and tempt the invention
Release through the physical, reclusive extension
Through common code alchemy - the black box is embraced.
Replacement rings, synthetic rungs, the surface to erase.
A universal entry, secures the site of the plan.
Fingering the flywheel code, the password is at hand
The blank man resonates, agent angel un-bound
and dreams himself floating, abject actor - so sound
Outside medical advances, make the blank dream fold
And furnishes the flywheel, the signals take hold
Light and heat somnambulist, vision of the metals
Particles of magnetics become erotic petals
Body of intelligence, play silicon skys
Shift time emotion bank, scan blue eyes
Memory displacement, lies that look and linger
Collapsed beneath the set, a lock that looks at fingers
Memory set assumed, honed Houdini release
Re-edit history, hide the details now deceased
Assumed the dissecting, table the delusion
The Surface of time is stitched, banking on illusion
Ringing in the round, surface memory of skin.
Singing the black and blue cuts, lies let us in
Against the past pull, A low drum beats out time
The violence is arrested, repetitive and sublime
Setting off The Triggers, throwing chance with helping hands
Surface time is stitched, a blueprint built of sand