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immaterial assailants

July 21st, 2010

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Blinking back and forth
between one moment
and the next;
winking in and out
between here
and there;
so lost
I can barely even find
myself.

Ethereal creatures
playing a game of me,
an interdimensional beach ball
passed back and forth
between one world
and another;
I’ve been targeted –
my assailants, immaterial
my plight, substantial.

– matt at shadow of iris

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deep sleep

July 20th, 2010

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You don’t see me whole
lust
and materiality
revealing only aspects,
abjurations.

A bolt of lightening
flashing in the night
singeing me
and waking me up
from a deep sleep.

– matt at shadow of iris

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lunar

July 19th, 2010

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The beast long dormant
in that dark alcove
of your heart
is roused
and I find myself
turning into jelly –

Spilling out onto the floor,
a mess in the dim light;
your smell lingering on
as I grovel in the dirt
and sniff
and follow.

Ferocity, a steel web
that rakes me into the dirt
the me I thought I knew
not me at all.

Shadows bend
towards the approaching night
a complex dance
between the fading light of day
and the encroaching dark of night;
the moon rises
and casts new shadows
over flowers lost
in shades of gray.

Finally, I find you
confined
restrained
rusted, heavy chains
weigh you down
in a single square
of thought.

Kneel down
forgive me my sins
for by the time
the new day dawns
once again –

I will have set you free.

– matt at shadow of iris

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I’m following a cumulonimbus
straight up
and passing beyond it
to where the stars come out
a billion pinpricks
a prism of pleasure
slipping into me
acupuncture
for the weary soul;
pierced and shattered
my old form gone
free.

– matt at shadow of iris

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