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  • Master Shadow/Mistress Reflection

    Master Shadow speaks to me
    I hear his whisper
    It’s brighter than you think
    It makes me drink
    From the fountain
    From the spring
    Wherever Shadow leads
    I will follow
    Into the town
    Into the hollow

    When I arrive
    She is there
    Madame Reflection
    She knows who we are
    In which direction we will go
    In search of tomorrow
    Or in the past’s serene sorrow
    When she reveals 
    I may seek
    To run retreat
    Or step in deeper

    Master Shadow
    Mistress Reflection
    Make mistakes
    Make corrections
    Show me darkness
    Give me light
    One by day
    One by night
    In the gutter
    In moth wing’s flutter
    Lamplight’s son
    Mirror’s daughter 

  • Interstellar Saviors

    In the middle of the morning
    At the start of a day
    I saw the beaming lights of distant
    Loving people finding long waves
    From celebrated corners of the fairest stellar side
    They came to give us pleasant dreams
    Came to help us find
    In those beams of blistered vision
    Pulling up to heaven
    There was no resistance from the lambs
    Floating into mother ship’s wombs
    Landing in new feet again
    This is the future we had dreamt
    A utopia of science and emotion
    The religion of standing still
    And the blasphemy of angry will
    Sent this vessel first to extinguish
    Now to experience a wandering flight
    Into what was once considered night
    Now it’s seen as it unfolds
    To be a long story not yet told
    Our insignificant stance in the infinite dance
    Of matter and importance none
    The energetic transfer all to one
    In magnetics we find solitude
    Or disperse into a wash of atomic color
    I await this coming wave
    An invasion of the norm
    The mighty ships of pirates
    Arrive to free the earthly slaves.

  • The Secret Inversion

    Some days I’m inspired by everything I see in this town. It’s mayhem of beauty. I hear in every sound the ring of perfection. When the sun hits it right, the magic explodes into fractal macabre of color. Intensity, androgyny, moral decapitation, inconsequential activity congealing in one great masterpiece of form, function and majesty.

    Many have seen the alternate inversion, equally sublime in darkness. To live here, you must share the secret. At the same time, keep the secret deep in hiding, lest the light escape and burn the eyes of the infidel. Protect it well warriors. Your reversible image is not for all. It may be misunderstood.

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  • Butterfly on Black

    What is this little blinking butterfly of light?
    That appears before my eyes
    It does not come at night
    Only when the Spring or Winter days are bright

    I come indoors and there it is
    Following my gaze, obstructing, distracting
    With its wings ghostly pulses
    Translucent and amazing
    Absorbed when looking into white
    Yet proudly dancing upon the darker surfaces

    She will never let me look directly at her
    Darting just aside as I try to focus
    Does anyone else see her?
    What other apparitions of beauty am I deceived by?