Waves from the machine

sometimes themselves
other times they creep inside my eyes
become different
become me

the gather of barking dogs
serenade this Juliet
while Romeo has not spoken yet
the speech is trodden beneath
the mountain where only mud can crown a king
Blades shine glass to centuries touch

vapours create misty magic pathways
crisscrossing the broken fingers
nails rusty rustic decorated touch
penetrates earthly forgotten
trusts

They meander in faults and course
rivers haemorrhage into violent voice
choirs leading foolish donated song
east beats on every brother's door
yet only a sister corrects in guilty choice

Drums as Genisis begin
slow steady secret blessings
carried on escapes of broken rock
collide rebuild
collide more

Sometimes impossible to explain
sometimes hideous in eternity's art