Oneironaut (Part 1)

See, "Whisper Again, DuVaul," for Part 2.

Body

Eyes crawl through-

To the place, 

In the rain.

Cleaves burned out,

Pyre assailed ruins, 

Hurtling from his flaws 

Liquid metal noise, crashing-

Churning, from the bottom of these

Mystic heirloom sirens - ringing free.

To wherefore; let time begin:

He walks this sick- -a musing

Skeletal twitch:

Guitars hum - irreverant groans he throws

His comrades' beat spoke prose,

“If all that’s lost: all around,

The nothing sounds; We

Cast this voice to Naeva."

The vocalist moves,

and we're - so proud

When he, how he, the way he

Can only, can never be

This whole dream, he's

-some nothing being.

Soliloquy

"For I am a well of water, -and ice;

A delicate tether of spiraling rain,

Pouring from the center of something

imperfect.

I am a star-crushed fiend;

The never ending stillness

Along the edge of this benighted place.

Darling, go back to sleep before

I'm imagined a monster again.

I could never seem to imagine a man."

Author's Note

Considering the nature of this, 'series,' I thought I'd share the music I listened to while writing these.

Body: Fussed with this for quite a while. I can only remember that Fairmount by La Dispute, and Never Ender by More than Life were the major inspirations that finally got me to finish it. I want to say I was listening to TV on the Radio when I first got the idea; particularly Lover's Day.

Soliloquy: Fear by More than Life. Fall Down, Never Get Back Up Again, as well as The Last Lost Continent by La Dispute. Spaceman by The Killers.

Reviews

[jennifer little]

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