our glaring effusing abusioning (a tonal drawing written in poetic form)

our glaring effusing abusioning

empty souls fulling on potions and
notions in midnight ambulatoriums
for so be fabricating fascinationings
our hands they spinning us ‘round
and ‘round on this potter’s wheel
arrogantly emending our soul
now we’re all just always sopping
the shadows of our being alone
rolling-up in desperating arms
of!louder!hallucinationing songs
so what’s the mattering
with this scattering matter
meandering in maws full of air
in mushrooming silencings of despair
enclosing the notions of all to dare
diluting resolve dissolving everywhere
now we’re all just always sopping
the shadows of our being alone
rolling-up in desperating arms
of!louder!hallucinationing songs
no sleight of hand is needed
they’re long being being right here
shuffling our frigid moulding enfoldings
sequestering the deafening ears
of all we knowing unknowers
now we’re all just always sopping
the shadows of our being alone
rolling-up in desperating arms
of!louder!hallucinationing songs

Copyright © 2018 Asili Ya Nadhiri

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