My Madness: Integrated & Unabridged I-VI

I

 
Syntax, dear friend,
 

writhes as you did and do;
 

for to write is to choose at the cross-roads
 

both true,
 

and untrue; and I doubt my love,
 

just as I desire
 

that your love bleed over my face,
 

set me aflame,
 

scorch my body with searing, woe and turbulence
 

so my mind might
 

being confined in penitence prison
 

I come to read the signs,
 
across your printed skin
 

and know itself to be a lexicon,
 

of outspoken sin.

II
 

demons of syntax whom we immolate
 

but cannot hope to equal
 

those sysadmins who invent sim worlds in words
 

we listen
 

to outspoken sin/sys/sim
 

there are those
 

who think by dichotomous opposition
 

are wired only by the
 

circumstance of contradiction
 

I am not
 

that scorched turbulence of
 

instantiating wo/r/l/ds
 

which
 

resonate
 

resound
 

such that experience is
 

alive with random fragments seeking balance
 

fragments of me summoning
 

not unity but constant interaction
 

the reward of oppressive systems
 

which hold my imagination

 
by the throat and invent notions

 
of s/e/l/f

 
III

 
Set <me> @flame
 

decentralized decay
 

Ardent Urgent Urban
 

goto burn your quivering lip : a rose
 

is // de-con.structing * paX
 

Pass.ions
 

for Control /?/ Surveillance
 

or.but.and
 

Rendering Wireframes
 

to Burn all * into Ash the
 

Semiosphere : Signifying '0'
 

n0t * mY jealous

Epitome [intimate.spaces.districts.meta]

& -

BlackBerry Shackles

 IV

 
immensity of defensible spaces

is my own world's * symbolic : perception

as with the tender ashes mixed

in lust's * cold blue flame

(my own secret|my burning coal) is lastly

all baser passions.. the silk rose unfurls

into layers * into the night's cruelty

awaiting Porphyria's

imagined spaces [embraced]

un * founded * un

-merciful : in the guilt

of its Bonheur . . . the warm wet upon your

thigh * to * sigh

its ecstasy

out

*

of world on warmth . .

which if not in(her) communion

is * last reciprocity of : Cthulu

an image of symmetry

our lives' borders

its territories in flesh

and weightless angelic : the emptiness

where heart's joy penetrates

the (inner (sanctum)) the

*Iconostases*

the

(sanctuary space)

 
V

 remaining emptiness

ever this : her glistening

breasts which in rich

aroma

favored * Setting <her> @flame :

a star divines its spinning

within . . . hyperbolic as woven

in the mystic allegria

not more : our union with

the lilacs' bleeding * of their inner ardor

which is unspoken

sin/syn/sim:

our

absent breath

<?>

this wreckage

of (self/iconic poetics), of

the scorched body's burning desire

lightness to

dis * sapient urges

would manifest tame your,

imprison your,

to frame your voice :

control becomes axiomatic

re-visioning * suffering mimeticism

where the jubilant syntax

curls into silence,

in a pouring rain

mosaic : an intricate

trading of intimacy for attention

or skewed awareness of

|flesh|sim|flesh|

our own mirrored eyes

*

In

this world's emoted reflection

 
VI

 forming constants

* my *

Reflections

are for you the only

* evidence of my * 

Fragmentation

my desires . . . my divine

rule : your heavens

*

your spheres are

in motion : to music's trim cadence the

Integration

of a living firmament : as though no-one

(brilliant & scorching)

Sees these hot tears running down

your * mirror's message . . .

yet letting the

Superpositioning

of the * roses

their dew ! : our accounts all

settled =! in my

Reduplication

Of sadness' tearing favor

(with my tendency toward the hyperbolic) :

Juxtapositioning

your proud forests with my

complex hallucinatory images *

& obsessed lusting

for your entropic

enflamed lips.