New Religion (the rorscach test)

a collab done with a talented friend of mine, Cole skies.

New RELIGION (the rorschach test) 

            

my body will fail internally                            my soul will forever live                                                                                                                          wandering...wandeing..                                                                                      but will it embrace eternity?

Plastic hooks keep my flesh from falling apart                                                                      As the vultures usher in a broken premise.  (I've been bleeding out patterns for days But still my body keeps me wandering away..)

not giving me the comfort of a swift silent exit left in a light of omniscience, faceless with its gaze onlooking the degradation, immaculate in its understanding 10 commandments tower above me... foreboding...eclipsing.

Barricaded inside of my faint inarticulate castle  I've been stripped to nothing besides the essence of a laconic tangibility  One that gives myself to the hissing gutural perception of a new religion  And one that gives a manifestation of a protoplasm lobotomy

the vulnerable ethereal state of mind emerges. the fear of understanding overshadowing concise thought. floating inches from the burning ground, so far from the white clouds. the lesser known dimensions of a crumbling cynical reality.

                Tonight I learned how angels breach their contracts

                           

                   This disjunction of my ambient personalities will send myself through the fissure

 

      

                            And everything will be so funny and beautiful on the way down

                         

                                                                  Everything will finally be perfect...

                                                                                            

                                                               Kept wandering... wandering... 

Author's Note

a collab done with me and cole skies. a brilliant poet and an even better poet to work with. the poem is about the downfall of someone going through depression. we hope you enjoy this as much as we did creating it :)

Reviews

[Laura Maidah]

Plastic hooks keep my flesh from falling apart
As the vultures usher in a broken premise.

lovely!

[SHEEMA HUQ]

I struggled somewhat with comprehension ( in terms of vocab and scientific -theological knowledge) the cascadeing abstract wirlpool of rich thoughtful passages and phrases works well. well done. thanks.

[Charlotte Haran]

There's a good depth to your words here, the more you read over it, the more meaning it will have to the individual. I love how you've styled the font because it shows how you're drifting between thoughts, not know whether it's wrong or right to be thinking like this. "Plastic hooks keep my flesh from falling apart as the vultures usher in a broken premise." Plastic hooks can easily break which is good symbolism of how you can't hold on for much longer. Love the use of premise, it's like unlogical logic. It's a very well written piece because it allows each person to interpret the meaning depending on their own personal beliefs.

[Mazie Tackett]

very small font it was hard to read but good poem

[FreeYourMind]

Blew me away.. I haven't read a meaningful piece like this in a long while... really great job

[Annabelle Lee]

That I did, this was impressive and utterly literate... i hate to admit it but i had to use a.dictionary to understand this one. Way to go

AL

[Pax]

you did both great.

[icerhex]

You both did awesomely, great poem well done :) I truly enjoyed it.

[Owlgirl]

You guys produced an amazing poem, great job.

[xxxrawr_friendxxx]

Whoa. You guys did a great job!