Dissociated Prose

Dissociated pose

This poem is always being written
Revisited, requisitely composed 
Expose of a writers intuition 
En suite refuge for the soul to envision 
Enlighten any conditioned view of the world 
In its sanctuary and raw nature and composition
Through this hyperbole of words in freefall
From which masters of old stole and turned to wisdom

A parable, ontological selfless spell 
Self-induced ciphers to mould helplessness 
Fold the ill-felt stress 
Into absences less

Redefined, retranslated, unscripted in precise 
Pitch to spiritually uplift the wicked, poor or rich
With an encrypted, unscripted, un-interrupted 
Meta-programming and shape-shifting through lines mystic 
To leave those too seldom overcome frictions 
Recurring frequently in life to explicitly vanish with a brisk intrepidness

Targeting with each iambic hit you deoxy-nucleic reconditioned twist
Into a highly vibrational midst 
Where even the most earnest of verses seldom persist 

Spiralling out of control the vivid complexes 
Prose enables and reflects

Ultimate truth no sense or suspense or presence 
Can pretend to exist  
Just pure energy of magnificence 

Non-fictional sensual attenuation of your adorning 
Essence that should be approached with caution 
Noteworthy candidates should take warning 
As to this forgone place never explored before 

Non-fictional uninterpretable enterprise 
Unsure of even by those who partially reside 
In accepting as a feasible design 
Essentially leading most to deny 

Though readily apparent, yet easily disguised 
And visually transparent under the naked eye
No modus operandi 
No technological innovative surprise 
That could be of use to this divine

Effective remedy of body and mind 
In resultant sporadic and rampant 
Rhythmic banishment of evil
Existentially benign, no means of quantifiable 
Measurement could rule 

Where anthropological archetypes and devices 
That may have once in histories evasive past 
Served to navigate these celestial highways eternal 
Time travel where arising shines light onto 
New scientific finding no genius of mind most refined 
Could assign through conventional lines of interpretation 

To jilt forever the earthly horizon of evolution 
This guardian of light righteously alight 
With the mighty flames to ignite the passion
To externalise, vocalise, express the inexpressible
Repress the I’m, through new impressions, new finds

The ethereal guiding the substance to void all notions  
Supposed tokens that could reside 
To promote discordant flux of the imagination
The abuse of which is adverse to the potential 
Progress it may assign

This dress rehearsal for appearance of some kind
Of intervention of humankind, maybe preparation for an afterlife
Whatever it is, most will find no answers as to why

No revelation, encounter of any kind could define 
Like paintings left deliberately omitting a tiny detail 
To leave the observer forever mystified and potentially 
Drawn closer and nigh more in line with the artists 
Intention to make aware the enthusiast and audiences eye 
As to the hidden symbiotic relation between ordinary and divine

Motion without light
Slowing the notion of time 
Promoting the unwritten 
Revoking the obedient, easy in acceptance inquisitor
Into non-subjective reflection ever greater 
Enlightening disengagement no fight 
No perpetuation of conflict, confusion to underline
The potential plight of destined demise 
So as to ever act to resist this fruition endemic 
In all from adult to child alike 
No limits to hinder 
No blizzard or harsh winter 
To limit the transitory return this wisdom 
Moves with mysterious waves
Appearing in every gloomy haze of stricken grief 
Materialising in the confessions of guilt
Relieving the depressed
  
 Giving new feeling to those ill and distressed
To contest and entice the goodness that had left 
Behind a hole in the naked soul alone 

Leasing again and again the sequential discourse 
Of a bent pledge to render the thoughts 
Dismembered from the awesome superior shore  
Where the lost destiny awaits 
Again to be born upon the crooked thorns of woes 
And superstitions that entrap the intelligible ownership
To detach and stone this alliance with the inner crow of conviction 
That narrow, meandering slow road of distorted imprisonment 

To relinquish all healthy appetite for egoists in submission
Provident to believe concrete hypothetic status quos 
Though unable to write or even learn of otherwise well natured insight 
Through the liberation of falsehoods sown 
To form a hazardous gauntlet and infringement 

Through opaque know, shadows, where the bone idol conspire
To revoked this lo and behold stoned alliance non-profit exchange
Confidence no defiance could leave prone
Prose that bestows the non-exclusive, non-elusive, inexhaustible 
Source from which poured it’s ore to quench the most untameable
Fiery conditions of turmoil with this restoration to will fulfilments
Foundation and return to exodus in an eventual flight   
Margins unknown the resultant fate to compensate 
When burning the bridges of our residual traits 
Recreate the shape of life, through love and language 
Juxtapose the intangible, digest knowledge with no domain 
Develop oxymoronic solutions to dissolve the hardships
Of realities insane monotonic sway
Pursue through an archaic way path that strays 
Swaggers and lays an inviting hopeful array 
So everyday offer templates to fresh creations
The final approach, advance, ascendance