LEXIKON

Initiate.

Trans-mute, Transcend
All “Matter”

Bring Forth,
And Thus Summon

All Gods … And Words
Obsolete (They Return)

Creation. Soul. Dimension. Time.

AWAKEN “The Dead”

Sound~ECHO Of Crashing Waves Entities
Dying Against All Flesh Bleeding, Bled

Into VOICE.

As the Smoke Of Her Cigarettes, Her Smell
& The Image Of Her Body All Still Linger,

Like A Poem, Perfume Instilled

Unto That One Perfect Dream

Of Youth.

Spring.

Roar.

Snow.

Moon.

Soar In & Thru

Eternity, A Song
Of Beauty Beneath & Hidden
Between

“Days”

To Wish To Pray
To Become & Believe

In Some Vacant Thought

Un-Aware

Called “Inspiration”

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R.M. ENGELHARDT 2011