Quatrain coroner

unrealistic needs
cannot achieve such speeds
talented u are
making me seem so far

 

manipulation thru articulation
those without words are superior
perhaps you are inferior

 

distance elektronic
organic souluar capacity
come hither, no wait,
this already happened

 

go ahead and try and balance
the weight between the time
it takes to articulate.
it's all there.

 

opportunity process of mind
im falling too far behind
the time it takes to unwind
the next has already been bound

 

mind bakes cakes
mind makes earthquakes
mind takes no chances
equalizing the exposure

 

ingredients we lack
seismic waves refuse attack
chances are real
in return we yearn to feel

 

I urge you all to
shed your skin
shed your skin
and bury your kin

 

there is no tomorrow
knot today
churning the grimstone
balcony

 

toadstool wing bottom
freight train collision
amateur incision
regrets

 

no tubes connect souls
like light
I amend you futhertine,
a lopsided

 

the path less taken
far more
let it be the way you see
freeze that which never melted

 

thawing is the lynx
pawing at the snow
too many reasons
not to whisper

 

singing to a river
of a mud, you are
flowing little pinwheels
by piranhas

 

flesh eating
pinwheeling
what is not is
truth be told
lies be bought

 

centuries
dedicated
to the reverse
brainwash

 

finish what is
never ending
condescending

 

I don't know what you mean
in threes, and fives
this is where quatrains die
not waltzes and stars

 

stepped on a piece
of broken wine glass
right when heat
lightning lit up everything

 

do volcanoes erupt like mothers?
after birthing, breastfeeding?
is it out of love of living land?
perhaps the earth wept, bleeding?