Leaking Identity

Spectrum -_-_- Consciousness

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A simple, delicate kiss, from those sweet lips

Proceeds to be that which gives

A lapse to cognitive functions;

For but a second, what follows, besides

A Kickstarter to, perhaps, the most persistent

Stream of thoughts; coiling, concentric circles

Around me, like an asteroid belt,  

Overwhelming but enticing.

 

What they see as just another piece

Is to me, another window

They fail to peek through,

We, as poets, do not just write, no,

No… it’s not that simple bystander,

We open gateways to a new universe.

 

– Original-Dante ©2017

 

Art by: ryky

 

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Purity,

In her you unearth consistency

Reliability, self-knowledge

Heightened awareness for evil

When you commit,

Second nature to call you out,

For she is conditioned not to tolerate

That which is destined to be banished.

 

Impurity, gear up

For unpredictability

Like giving your heart to the 6th side of a dice;

Each day is a roll, a gamble, swerves abound 

“Blessed” with curvature, counterweight to all logic

A seductress, Leaving you

As powerful as she wants you to think 

Consistently inconsistent, except

Where it doesn’t matter; you heard me right …

Self-preservation, impure motivations,

Entail you are disposed of

As soon as you outlive your usefulness.

 

– Original-Dante ©2017

 

Photograph by: incolor16

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Driven by a natural high,

Results, of life’s veritable puzzle

Attempts at solving the unsolvable

Giving up is a singularity field

Easy to be pulled in,

Sucked into a bottomless pit,

A vessel with no host, existing, but not living

Resist; 

For when have we ever settled

For anything less

Than that which we deserve?

– Original-Dante ©2017

Photograph by: incolor16

 

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Make a fool of yourself, you need no help

Send somewhat colorful words my way

Your “best” rejoinders, sharpened to lacerate

Whats left of the pieces you made of my heart

But… Never assume my silence translates

To me having nothing to say, a favor,

For a fifth dimensional poet like me

Will relocate your brain case to the green veggies section

Brain dead state, from an overdose of enlightenment,

If its alright with you, i’d like to transition

My life force to the next world

Without a murder on my record.

 

– Original-Dante ©2017

 

Photograph by: incolor16

 

Bound To My Crown.

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Everyone and no-one

Everywhere and nowhere

Panopticon, warden, to the cause

That instigates their effect

The punctuation mark to answers

That dine with inadequacy

The knot that binds the present

To the future, the piece

To a bigger whole

A bigger whole that is incomplete

Non-existent, without that last piece

That is me.

– Original-Dante ©2017

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Ba/ance.

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The magnet for unsolicited disdain

By no small fraction, the very process ingrained

Through and through, my memories, I read,

Skimming the ink blots, bookmarking my favorite bits

My first love,

The heartbreak, a platform I used

To make excuses for the darkness

Realizing my mistake, Harnessing the light,

Finding peace, a crime to aforementioned paramours

Their hearts rife with jealousy, anger and pain

I allow my words to pass the threshold

Of the spirit realm

Acting as a chaser to their concentrated negativity;

After, 

Find me in the Himalayas drawing a fine line

Between dark and light

 Illustrating balance, 

For My Self.

– Original-Dante ©2017

Photograph by: bebefromtheblock

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Chimes From The Dark.

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Within the realm of social media

You can either be a clown

Or a greater-message-via-cyberspace facilitator

She chose the former, no matter,

Flip the page, for there is yet another chapter

In which they continue to warn me

That she is attuned to the dark arts

I calm them down and ask,

Why they think I left her.

– Original-Dante ©2017

Photograph by: BaxiaArt

 

Harbinger.

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In the open fields of happiness

Despair, misery, distress

… Weeds, on an otherwise perfect plain

Surface regardless, of no watering can

Reasons to be sad never cease

The dark side is self sufficient

I resist the persistent consensus

As I love in place of hate 

Cultivating my better self to stream

A steady supply to the side

I believe needs it most.

– Original-Dante ©2017

Photograph by:  Setril