Pranayama

Do you ever feel like a skeleton when you breath?

A gymnasium of bones all enclosing around me

If it really encompasses every single thing 

Can I begin to see?

As in,

A hermetic dress,

I’m dumb.

I’m deaf.

I’m numb.

I’m blind.

I’m deaf.

I’m dumb.

Speechless, cupboards boarded on,

Bleachers, watching until it’s gone,

A splash in the pond,

Lochness,

This is my likeness,

Every single thing,

A sophic imprint,

Poetic wane,

The power of the people will never change,

In this I bear witness,

Somethings will always change,

Then who can lay blame?

Will only the blameless be slain?

Bitch, it ain’t Easter,

Ain’t no candy up in that egg, 

It’s more like a fucked up Dali nightmare,

The Orphic Stain,

It remains a fixture,

An entire landscape of suffering and pain,

I mean, what more to witness,

There is no hell, princess,

Other than the one we live in today.