I used to dance
between bars,
and could pitch
my way to any
man’s heart.
But now I am one
on two edges
simultaneously,
two lines that leave
the untrained lost.
I’ve become half,
and without my stave;
a spec bereft of his clef,
with no middle, see!
I cry with minors,
and scale five stories,
only to fall back, flat.
I do not want to dance anymore,
but I miss the music
note to self.
Coils
Seldom does a gem as such emerge
Floating in an orange glow of sunset surge
Bereft from all that guides our wills
Thus soaring far beyond earth’s finite thrills
Enraptured in a carelessness
That fastens earth to man, no less
Austerity then dissipates
For overwhelming blissfulness
(via humblebumble)
Unity Amidst Chaos - Confessions | MorbinMusic
Dear Home
—————
Your breath announces
a time to sit.
still.
and exhibit my utmost
talents as a reckless sculpter.
And I may be fooled
by your clever ways,
but there’s no way that spoon
resembles a plane!
—————
Your heart does roar
in an evening spent
aboard a ship
or leagues beneath.
Swimming safe with plastic
submarines, though dwarfed
by the evil rubber duck!
—————
Your skin is soft
like silk indeed,
tattooed in elegance;
flowers,
and pink sailing elephants.
—————
Your fingers jingle,
above my bed,
and twirl and turn,
while horses fly
with stars
and moons
and stars
and moons
and
—————
(Source: lickerishjuice)
Wake Up - Unity Amidst Chaos | MorbinMusic
Dear Universe,
Though we shall never meet in person,
I have traveled you through pictures and
Words of heart.
I have felt you
dictate times, and seize peoples from
me without reserve.
I have seen you unsettle worlds,
Yet embrace you into
Mine.
Dear Universe,
Until you hold to rearrange
This mess you’ve peppered in our sky,
I see your everythings, but
know nothing at all.
(Source: -dash, via humblebumble)