Fleeting”

Sometimes in the calm
and silent blue of my mind are
hailstorms
and misshapen forms

of the things i thought
that i
once knew;
[the things that drew me close to you]

inside, unaligned;
inside, unrefined.
inthepurest-form of
my design

within the
storm-sky/ blood-orange-red;
painful-yet-beautiful
turbulence
of life.

sometimes
in the silent
blue of the earth;
she dies.

these haunting memories
insults-and-injuries;

too long
paralyzed
&
D.Void;

yet alive.

tried to reclaim it all;
tried to revive.

searched an eternity;
found new parts
to
replace
the old.

Void
has
no
place
where
kindle fire
burns
out-of-control.

I am
me
and
i
am
you.

we are
divine&diabolical
sacred&mundane

one-in-the-same.

hard-wired
in this infinitely-faceted
one-way ride.
”on the road”
Kerouac referenced,
this experience of
life.