Mysteries Unknown-

Collecting dust
Upon this forgot
Bar

Mysteries Unknown-

I’m an empty glass
With no reflection
My shadow bare
Of what remains

Toxic logic
Vulnerable mind
Collecting dust
Upon
this forgotten
Bar

I think I really did it
This time

Within the uniform
Of a fool
A screaming mime
Flailing shadow words
At strangers
And curbside
apostles

My guts decay
Bound in
Knots
Clenched
to hard to
breathe

I’ve said to much
I’ve Opened these scars
The hissssssss of regret
Escapes into the vile air

Feeling rich
With an opiate
HIGH…
I never expected
To feel
That razor dance
Across my skin
Allowing
The forgotten in

As time
Races and
stops
In a single moment
Cobalt blue
Mustard yellows
Brass Coronet
Plays
Into the
Night

Taring down
Tearing up
Frankenstein emotions
Come to life

Glass paths
Ninja toes
Carefully tread new
Encounters

Don’t push…
My little child
Be you
Be Innocent
Is it to late
For me
To rundown
The clock
To change fate
From this
masquerade?

A fragile smile emerges
Ever so slightly
Lost in thoughts
And dreams that
Had been unrealized

Protection
Detection
The void
does consume
As much
as it inspires
Both in darkness and
Light

Brilliant

Thomas also wondered
What lay beyond
Circular stone
Mysteries unknown
While what you seek
Lies…. within

But …. This is more
This is Hope
This is the answer

A call from a soul
A hollow frame
That forgot how
to dance Marinette rhyme
With renewed taste
Of
Equality
Of promise
If not in Only in
one’s own mind

Music
Electric rhythm
Synchronicity
Living emblems
Of parables

Do not be Scared
Do not fear
Trust the justice
Of Universal Law

Trust the intent
Of others

Don’t cast doubt
Without reason

Remove
Pain
&
Ego
From the equation

Time stands still
Bitter sweet

But in the moment
Aware Of that moment
Be whole
Be more
Be strong
Be fair

Be …

you

*(matthew bowers)* ~93
© 2021

Published by 🌙 Crescent Moons 🌙

Poet, Author, Musician, Spiritual Alchemist, Magick

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