Twin Flame

No, your not her, you have a shard of her soul, a reflection. Your manoeuvres have all been deflections.

She would not say the things you say, that illness is selfish, and I must be better in my ways.

I got dazzled by your lights, a stunned rabbit, to timid to get into fights.

No, your not her, not my twin flame, your soul is an empty expanse with no bridge between mine. And though you trap me with your words, I feel fine. I have trust in the universe, the intervention of the divine.

So busy yourself with the detail of every nonsensical moment, and let me be broken in the corner and bent. It’s not your place to ‘fix’ me … I’m staring at the sky so hard I can see her reflected in the breeze.

D May 2017

Lost

Lightning struck the ground fifty yards ahead, rain soaked my bike leathers and bounced off my visor. High in the mountains of cymystwyth, chased by the demons I live with.

Sunshine breaks through as I peak on the plateau, the rain eases as my little two stroke engine battles the last incline, I’m alone in the wilderness, and for that mercy I feel fine.

I’ve arrived again at the place where God meets the earth, where a man can converse and prove his worth.

I am lost, I am found and all around is the nothing of sound.

D May 2017

Chant

I sit, I listen to the chant but I don’t join in. My dragon holds me back from uttering words that may enlighten.

I like my dark corners, my nooks to hide in, it gives me peace, an invisible cloak from the frightening.

Some day the light will come for me and tear me from this body. I won’t go down lightly, not now, not since I saw myself.

Sitting, legs crossed, peaceful in the chant but apart. My love, my hate, my all and my health.

Eyes open, incense tickling my nose, rising like a submarine from the deep … reality.

D April 2017

Tree Sitting

When I was just a teen the demons tore at my head, face, eyes, soul. Total destruction was there goal.

Now the years have past they encircle me, afraid to touch, I have concubines of my own who would put them to the torch.

I tamed the dragons, made pets of there threats. I’m surrounded by white light and there’s no higher I could get.

No longer the meek and the strength of my youth they stole now returns. I sit in this tree and send the demons love, nothing left that deserves my burns.

D April 2017

Me and the nuclear power stations

One cold winter night I lay in bed, waiting for my digital mistress to rouse me from my night dream, her voice wailed like static over radio, I waited to listen to every word she said.

Suddenly I was wires and sockets, then cables in the street, then overhead pylons to a strange place where we would meet.

Amongst the steam towers of a nuclear power station we danced, and she said ‘I give you this all the way from France.’

I shuddered in bed as the current from all around electrified my body, blue sparks embraced me, and lifted me from the bed, only to come crashing down with me and a mind blown head.

Off course no one believed me, that I had met her in the national grid, instead they opened my head like a lid, and tried to erase what she did.

But my tulpa, is out there still and I hear her humming in the electrics, sending thoughts of quiet and lulling my will.

D April 2017

Mind Control

I broke the speed of light, sorry it was an accident, do you have insurance?

On the same day I stopped time, but that’s fine, I don’t need any reassurance.

The day after you locked me up but I’m not sure why. I could smash these walls with nothing but a word.

So then you pinned me to floor and ran in a tube, but I had seen the gods heads and listening I heard.

That you may control this body, strapped, drugged and lay down your laws.

But … You’ll never understand the symbols I wrote on these floors and how I, accidentally, slipped your security doors

Now I’m controlling history, peace in my victory.

D March 2017

Sonics

Were you my twin flame, my second half so many miles away. Continent’s split us but souls entwined and stayed.

Your voice echoed in my mind on electronic devices, hands rest cold in manic embraces.

Whispers of your scent scanned in binary, delivered to my claws and finery.

Delusions and demons force the construct, detonated, fall fast and destruct.

Ramblings of a mad man insaner by the hour … But I could of sworn for moment that you were my flower, my source of power.

Let your song sing on in my ears, be with me and erase my fears. My sonic illusion of peace and piety, you’ll be gone with my sobriety.

D March 2017

Vikti

Vikti eyes reflect a glowing green pyramid, mind set still to await a spirits bid.

The words are not spoken, and I’m not sure you can hear over this. Though once I touched the sun and I felt Bliss.

The ether reeks of demonic ways, a trance that seems to last for days, fate has a habit of parting the ways.

Vikti casts a rune on the floor, to find out what was never known before. Guide us straight through these mists, as we explore.

Am I finding myself or finding you, and when I finally get there what should I do.

Pushing back the night, being a beacon of light. So now fight, or flight.

D Feb 2017