macdaill
Jul 23, 2012 00:28
In the turmoil of the
redundant day,
brief recollection
of your golden eyes
looking up into mine,
gives gentle disturbance,
and agitates my senses
with quiet titillation.
macdaill
Jul 14, 2012 00:09
From incorporeal instability
blossoms a singularity,
an expression of expansion.
Incessantly evolving particles
populate a neonate locality,
from quantum institution
to macro mass and matter,
and proteins that can envision
their own universal nativity.
macdaill
Jul 13, 2012 22:06
The flavor of the day is dust.
Fine African red, blown across
the bright blue plastic oceans
from the far Saharan shores.
Drought and famine teach
that land commandments
imposed by reckless men,
as chaste children desiccate
in the sharp synthetic sun.
macdaill
Jul 06, 2012 23:13
While I am away,
I daily think upon
you and marvel;
amazed that you
think of me at all.