Spars of dust

 

 

Acquired

Acquired the spars of dust,

coated in sandalwood rust.

In pieces splitting into flakes,

with trails of impetus fragrance.

Streaming colours of sensational fetish,

in waves of fiery patchworks.

Framing a deceptive portrait of 

walking routes in illusory naturisms.

The skins vibrating in the nasal tone,

of a buzzing mirlition concord.

No longer confined with contaminates,

so unjustifiable sight of vigil.

The torrent of outpouring circumstances,

cycling in repeated tidal art form.

Lays a mild blow to the,

strangeness characteristic of dreams.

The fallacy of own upright lies,

resides in the fall line of a slope.

Now the transient light that preceded,

the rising of infinitesimal hope.

Subjected to sudden blackout,

dimming low with broken grounds.

*The image is taken from Culvercitycrossroads.com*