blurring epidemic
Category: telegraphic
“pulling us through eternity”
breaking the wing apart through violet walls, driven past devastation
shattering the glass sky between stars burning in your mind
don’t withhold your heart when they break you to the ground
watching the sunset behind accomplishments written in the haunting waves
headlights flash through discarded breath between windows lost behind wheels that shine in your forecast
the time it takes to run towards the shore and ingest the last memories of summer
coming against the needle breaking apart against a fallen passenger
can’t stop the damaged days until we hear the storms in the lighthouse
can’t stop the damaged days until we find the walls pushing us past limits in the horizon
walking across green oceans to trespass without illusions
fueling up before another crash pulling us together like ropes in binding dreams
chemical control rooms gone astray like the reception in hospital wards
chemical control rooms bleeding apart like crystalized perception casting the hue building across city lights
when we broke futility across the collapsed bridges running from the car crash into your arms
when they saw the flames burning in your eyes half disrespected
bending the note against a time everlasting between the intersections of hallways secluded before perspiration
falling through the ocean skies breaking glass against your heart pulling us through eternity
Don’t Harsh my Mellow II
walking down the street to find my way through the damaged halls
look up at the sky to find a million colors standing in the sky
to remember why we trespass on top of the emotional divide
like acrobats spinning across wires in their minds
breaking all the words in their heads like texturized emotion
on top of the lighthouse matching illusion with the seas of aqua waves building higher and higher
open up all the values of transcending collapse
bursting with emotion on top of the mirrors edge
like a razor running across the seascape
walking across the waves like fences broken like crystalized glass amplified by secrets driven past a witness in the boathouse
illusions building deeper and deeper
lost as sea behind a shipwrecked skyline
A way out above the sky
above the stars in your mind
ships that sail across the ocean illuminating everlasting emotions in your memorized visions like trespass
encrypted memories
faceless against the illuminated ocean mirrors
footprints burn away damaged voices lost behind broken bridges of our past like inscriptions witnessed under motorcade beyond cathedral skies
finding aging film lost behind secured rooms decoded like time-lapsed encrypted memories
every transparent wire bending by bursting matches striked by Parallax
prescriptions written by bursting wheels calculating divisional inspiration through unheard amplified lenses
jumping through trampolines generating blue and green visions forecasting a secret storm
emotions transpired through the rising tides like fingerprinted distances blinding my tomorrow
08/08/2020
“conquering every dream under escaping collapse”
trapped beyond recognized collapsing rain
the stillness of encryption written in lost magazines
damaged colors in the rain scream from the illuminated screens in your eyes
saving souls with medicated half-lives against written frequencies
withstand the silence when people fall through processed skies
the turmoil burning through your face breaks a million faults of image
a charade of instinct breaking aging keys to heaven
whispers burning against amplified skin
a sense of distracted damage on the streets of ultraviolet streets without a collapsed mirror reflection
break through unheard risks of observed protested manipulations
kneeling against saving angels falling from broken photographs
conversations controlled by television screens
withdrawing from a trauma digging under chloroformed visions captured by a telescopic hue
a lost impact behind the aged paradise
windows that control the future of mankind
cars falling from tomorrow to withstand your beauty
unlocking possibilities without a hue we can understand
a gift they clench from the sky to keep away strangers from the future
to crash a discipled ghost lost in their minds
angels unheard under a hidden eye they watch from stormy eloquences
stumbling colors that find their way across lakes written behind comprehension
reflections unstable to detailed paintings in your eyes… can’t catch the spinning mirrors of time
cathedral walls design a future burning from a lost liberty
voices that crack against controlled relapses aging escape
destroying futility with thoughts from recreated skies
victims conquer amnesty written against absolved paper shaded through value without definition
comprehending times of instability conquering every dream come true
New Closing Cell Song: “Half – Blind (Running Through Aged Film) A Forgiven Ghost Mix”
“the threshold of detainment”
Breaking through the reflection rinsing from the blue oceans
When we look through their fault lines
Blinding a reanimated illusion behind concrete eyes
Switch the sky between calculated risks
half amplified flags hidden through processed illusions
Parallax division burning under the doors of creation
Withstanding double footprints running without reminisce
freezing a lake of reflection saturated under secret light
distant written voices detain a million values climbing under the wheels of paradise
sparks spinning through circles at uneven risks
men with dangerous prescriptions hiding in telescopic skies
helicopters clean the sky of decayed memories
containing an alliance of cars trapped in silent view
deciphering conversations battling for existence
containing manipulation over analyzed wires without the threshold of detainment
shielding a supermarket from the plague of disguise transplanted off false memories
running through a decayed wave of damaged colors
On top of the sky burning through the perspiration of mankind
Running through aged film
“when we find each other in the light”
leave this world damaged like a pin prick
facing the wall of confusion
pretend it wasn’t everything that mattered
Now we’re broken in two at the edge of a photograph
peel away every part of confusion
stare into the blinding ocean
the needle damaged without introspection
scaling behind the walls
lost behind the edge of ability
burn up a million formulas in your head
if this bird flies a kite behind paradise
withstand the wind that lifts up the skin
haunted by a million colors in the dark
step through the cathedral walls
climb on top of every memory
every dream lost behind control
dig apart every voice left in the sky
when they read your mind behind comprehension
skin shedding all it’s pain away
when we find each other in the light
Cryptophasia is a phenomenon of a language developed by twins (identical or fraternal) that only the two children can understand. The word has its roots from the Greek crypto, meaning secret, and phasia, meaning speech.
telegraphic instinct
shaking through the floors
numbness taking over my skin
a loss of perfection
a loss of idealization
stop the heartbeat and take a second step
chemicals lost inside my head
an arrow splintering the details
a cause for alarm
a cause to disarm
ingest years and years from your veins
diffuse the crisis left hanging from your eyes
brace my back with window panes
crack every outcome like determination
look through the floating horsemen
run the bay to find you upside-down
every color carved through the wooden trunks
ageless color
shake the hidden truth from each branch
can I find you when I turn away?
can I find you through every horses’ step?
my madness, my true instinct
my illusion, lost in delusion
gallop against the sand pressing so far against your skin
jump through the carriage tumbling clear into your heart
telegraphic instinct
Shattered Mind 