I am the Chthonian. And this is my domain, you are welcome to it as long as you do not steal the knervales for they can, in turn, steal your soul.
Cara Delevingne for Love Magazine by Solve Sundsbo
Above and Beyond
Many a moon,
I peered down, past the heavens,
Only to shutter at the dissonance of man,
Who rape, purge and plunder at flick of a hand,
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Severed vines, free of bind,
Speckled frames of spotted minds,
Scenes of time paralyzed,
Fireflies in your eyes,
Intertwine finding mine,
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Many a moon,
I peered down, through the heavens,
My faith in humanity clings by a thread,
The beauty and brilliance of this odyssey we tread.
Why do you touch me like snow kisses
the asphalt on a cold early spring morning,
only to die away by noon and the flowers
would laugh, taunt at your flawed calculations
and say your beauty was shown in vain?I told you the horizon was a straight line
playing tricks on your dumbfounded eyes,
the…
There is an art to remembrance
It is the space between the slightly parted lips
of the object of the sculptor’s desire,
the delicately molded
features, frozen
captured; caressed, not carved
It is the illusion of light on the painter’s canvas,
hours spent at the easel
shading, shifting
the…