8 July 2008

music

The idea is to click play then scroll down and read.





On raving madmen.

evaporated....
just like that

Fire poem

Pouring forth sweet nothings...
decorated undulations
soaring through the maelstrom...
ears rapt, meandering...
Quivering soul, listening
to the sound of the mind strum...
Klezmeresque visions of Bavaria,
Metallic symphony falling in suburbia...
Innumerable selves gather,
flickering in flight.
With a mind so tender,
surrendered to the night.
Beyond the heat of this raging fire,
the raging heat of pure desire.
Beneath the beat of mind's low hiss,
the striving heart of cosmic bliss.

Riders on the Storm

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