Nonsensical Nomad I

I Am notHere for your Entertainment nor your complete StimulationIMay or May Not But More so EVERY singleTimeWhatA crossYou must bareTo amuse yourself withEverytimeMineIs aSingular struggle withoutA device capable ofSavingTodayOr tomorrow Yesterday yet morrowSeize all of todayNow -Madamchryzl-

Narcoleptic Nomad – X

Narcoleptic Nomad - X I dream in bioluminescence...Deep blue depths viewed in effervescence...One hundred... One million.. Visuals of blue to reel in...Slithering and sinking...Swimming and blinking...Worldly within their world...Straight and curled...Gargantuan and microscopic...Heavenly made with logic....Furry and unfriendly...Teeth that lead only to an ending...I dream of the ocean's endless inch...I dream of the Marianas Trench...-Madamchryzl-

Narcoleptic Nymph-Noel

Poinsettia Narcoleptic Nymph-Noel With mistletoe on her lips, she leaned into her lover. He knew she was deadly love, wrapped in a bow. He returned her kiss and her hands grasped both arms. She loved his taste and wished it would stay forever. Instead she held his bottom lip pressed between her teeth… His holiday... Continue Reading →

Narcoleptic Nomad Nightmare I

The Streets of New Orleans, generate it's own sound... The cobble stone still exist, and it's blood so profound... Howls and growls... I see it's teeth and the snares... I see the skulls tumbling, down Hell's stairs... Vampires and demons alike... Monitor their selection each night... Picking and choosing their victims with out haste... Innocent... Continue Reading →

“Will Work For Food”

Picked ripe from the vine of the insane... Vibrating hands defend against the mundane... Words of gibberish and guff... There is never enough... enough... Microscopic organisms and robotic frenzy... Elementary mindsets seem rather cleansing... With a jolt and jerk... The nomad begs to work...

Narcoleptic Nomad VIII

Narcoleptic Nomad VIII I dream of my ancestors dancing across the black sanded beaches of Italy... I wonder if they looked like me... With hair darker than the coast and sunsets as romantic as their hearts... Sweet wine... Fragrant vines... Stones and spirits as old as time... Escaping such love is a crime... A baroque... Continue Reading →

Narcoleptic Nomad VII

Narcoleptic Nomad VII The structures and sounds fill the heavens above the city, as I dream of Russia... I float amongst the sky line and remain in awe of all it's power and glory... Domed cathedral rooftops decorate the sky and seem to touch the stars... The colors stimulate my brain in new ways, my... Continue Reading →

Narcoleptic Nomad VI

Narcoleptic Nomad VI I recline in soft fields of shamrock along the jagged coast... As I dream of Ireland... Cliffs plummet into the dark waters and the oceans force my spirit into a spiraling dive... Pieces of medieval poetry rest among the bell shaped blue flowers... Sweetness and salt touch my lips as lover would...... Continue Reading →

Narcoleptic Nomad IV

Narcoleptic Nomad IV I dream of Bulgaria... The Eyes Of God hide pristine beauty from the rest of the world... Water Fountains pour tears for the landscapes beauty surpasses most... Roses and lavender sweeten the earths air... Structures of ancient past are test to time... A Sea of Black sculpts beaches of gold... I dream... Continue Reading →

Narcoleptic Nomad II

Narcoleptic Nomad II I dream of the stones and bricks of Germany... The resin of the reality sits heavy... The spirits of those living in light surely out weigh the dark... May the stones and the mortar hold their truth but flesh and bone clean it's air... The battle within its land surely produces an... Continue Reading →

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