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Selected Poems from November 2025

2025

Poetry

On Fundamentalism.

Undulation,

Capillary movement, our minds

Move between Recession and Adhesion.


Messiah in the concrete, messiah in

Our shame, you walk with god

In your mind.


You walk on a deluded sea -

Or do we all walk this line of

Delirious falsehood?

Towers.

Beneath the first tower

where they first defined their morals.

or perhaps, beneath the empty sky,

which called our reality out to us,

or maybe that we saw our reality within,

or the loneliness of our singular

perspective conceived the external view.

Underneath the empty, we birthed the

ability to construct our perception into

purity.


So came the towers,

then came prosperity,

divinity, stagnation,

demolition,

restructuring,

pain, excitement,

fevered construction,

illusion, disillusion,

delirium, conviction,

dissolution.


We built the tower,

we fed it our errs,

we did not build solely

with material, but

with immaterial

judgements; We live

in a cavity of

opposed belief.

We live in

opposed belief.

Sketch.

Descent of past into the present,

as if time, or its purpose, was

a well catching water. The source,

a larger creator than visible, delivering.

We find ourselves in the conduit,

but it does not serve the purpose

of a conduit, and our collective

is stored at the bottom of an

unseen, unrecorded, unarchived

excavation. There is no "one"

who fetches from humanity's bowl.

Ouroboric.

Recesses. Neon cavaliers,

the red evening, bowing before us.

The ribs expanding for our curiosity,

and then receding again towards

the greater temple.

Tracing Thought.

Tracing your hands on the

Present lover does not mean

What it used to

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