PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

yes, pure as a petrified heart

another morning, another set

spiderweb of casual circumstances

diminishing dreams of sleep

finishing the first cup of coffee

the unexcited entities weep

and cease to flutter in this world

so mundane, we catch ourselves

complaining constantly to the sun

but guide my way, oh great star

to experience a moment on mars

serene and surreal in nature

an alien horizon on the dust plain

stretches shadowy umbilical cords

who conjure love connections

and standing sadhu sessions

wobbly in crimson astronaut suits