
Edward’s Reading ⬆
Jozef’s Reading ⬆
Touch the genuflect glass, I see you!
beautiful to the clement touch just. like. us
meaning me, ha!
A mimer, syllable scribe of scriven sylvan
beauty as I know it to be true, tame, toiled
tenebrosity VELOCITY opacity FUGACITY
pure boys never hasten.
Mirror man, are you my kindred kinesis?
parallel | a paramour?
It's paramount; evermore,
come closer... Consumed
by caustic chemical fumes
or supernatural snafu?
I know your every move!
Am I you?
Nay, you made me
a paltry pontification of empathic flaws?
Wasted potential, the asterisk below pools
of naysay karmic confetti, light blinds the
STRONG yet your weakness exposes US in
some unigene, thick-blood-mud threnodic
mismatched mistake…
Bastard face, basket case —
hazardous waste happenstance,
mutating into a mastered man: Made,
plastered and strained, standing in space;
Outer body witness to greatness—
Take it or leave it;
Trash is treasure in this place,
taste the reign bow bough,
Ride the waves. GO! Now!

Permutations for pretty, sweet, serene smiles
herein a peeping doppelgänger particle
I've found a friend, a fabrication nor flaneur.
⬜A loneliness cube ⬜
isolation holds its tongue amid noir noise
won't you grip my hand and speak, hapax?
you turn away just as I do,
you frown the same as I do;
we're in sync with our neglect,
we're in tandem—over the sink we wretch;
I bare all of me into your being,
I bear in on your glass house, screaming;
Scream as loudly as you like,
scion missings won’t hear the siphoning
they won't miss you, they'll love this
🔄 NEW YOU 🔄
Bolder, braver, bravura, brusque, better
I am the boustrophedon benison of
your pathetic life, so touch the glass!
Now, you eye evolution
Your reflection nears, and tears into my chest—
the silence of your diaphragm expanding,
slowly beginning to sound the cords in my larynx;
they tremble before exploding into crescendos
of psychotic break, and amalgam metempsychosis.
The wait is over…
Glass shards pulverize; mixing with our
blood, sweat, and tears—
eat this eucharistic elixir…
and BE!

Magic mirrors. Ethereal words. And two recordings? What more can one ask for?
My dudes, this is straight fire. You two are a better combo than coffee and cigarettes ☕️ 🖤