Author: Sia

Life in-between

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Breathing,

stop.

Breaking

in waves in the space we call life in-between

the abyss and the vastness it meets

splitting the darkness

of wholeness, beyond-human nothingness

nothing only to those blinded by forces demanding

surrender and worship

– divinity’s reign.


Deliver me, darkness

deliver me peaceful in this space in-between

limitless cradling a home on the earthly

weaving through bending

what lies threaded now, past and past the beyond.


Deliver me, resting

to magic and spaces run through the domains

in resonance with this here hard Earth whose waters I worship

bound to this body and the reigns in-between

the darkness dark only

to spiritless eyes of fires un-burning

who never see visions through searing thoughts felt.


Deliver me, mother

to spaces un-fearful

where I burn surrounded by others aflame

fire fire un-harming,

fire feeding fire in futures moulding.


Fuel me, mother

a flame to another aflame

two there to bend this here world into futures unseeing

futures in life felt, the life in-between

mending what’s shattered to wholeness, beyond-human nothingness

pulsing the seared blood in the flesh of two bound.

Divinity

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Pleasure I understood as theory

where now sensuous enjoyment lives.

Vital,

my body demands the one that shall drink it,

the one with whom energies bind in ecstasy known to consensual givers unhindered,

flowing in and through one another, as one delivered

to places only gods may recognise

and mortals who choose to break with earthly binds, fused

with the gods,

moulded into that which brings woman to understand her divinity

and man his rightful place beside her.


For she shakes the structures that must be shook

if we us humans are to move further.

This is what must be done,

what we are being asked to do –

to discover divinity within or perish

as the lowlives we aspire to be,

inferior to all that we thought ourselves superior to,

lost in the destruction of our own making

which shall regenerate, only without us.

Open Surrender

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Where beyond do words lie

to grasp open meaning;

scattered past

fractured

beat in bluff visions

where singular truth was thought to prevail?

From literal bonds breathing relief –

minds breaking thoughts in open surrender


cradled eternal, by symbol beheld

Unnamable Fullness

– expanse rounded felt.

heat / anticipation

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Foresights of burning

or love

open sensing

fragmented minds

to hearts tender entwined.


Sweet


fearful weaving

thoughts into wishes –

the open heart’s call.

Radiate

(call out)

where may it find soft

counterparts dreaming

to draw in a pair;

two dream-likes together

embracing each other by futures set bright.

Feel it, in essence

(this potent, shy vastness)

close to perceiving the real and unseen

to all that caresses the flesh

and the blood which through it hot runs –


heated for love which so close to it hovers,

heated, expecting, the touch it will bring.

‘Where are you?’

tears running, hot hearts crying out

feeling so close to the object’s desire

that subject in yearning through heat to form brings.

When Dancers Return

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Born fire by night

thick air in crevasses filling

swelling,

bodies up close

faced with desires brought forward once more,

the sweet lust for life brought back to us all.

Movement by breathing

open and oozing

carries off bodies

through heat of the work,

the heat of the foot work,

(humid and thick)

sensing each other and seeing relief.

Moved back into feeling

the im(pulse) of life in spite of it all

returning to grooves in a heart’s open call


driving stiff bodies

in thick and hot air

flaring magnetic, by fire ensnared.

The Absolute Inseparable

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I remember the day I realised my body

– what luck to find it attached to my head.


Nobody bothered to teach me to live in a body

– only that using the head would help.


I seek now the absolute from within this here body

(human experience from dualism saved)


as mind cannot dwell without body

neither is body truly separable from its mind.

How futile to seek hypothetical vacuums

where rational reason is said to exist.


Abandoning vacuum for the human lowlife:

body to mind

as mind is to feeling

and feeling back to the body and mind;

circular schemata a center connecting

penetrate through to link each one up.


No separateness in totality, and no isolation

only varied dimensions indissolubly linked

where as soon as we deem one more than the rest

we are lost on pursuits of confusion, at best.


The absolute inseparable

as thoughts from the body and feeling rising the thoughts

learning sensation to create sense therefrom,

that absolute center where futures still grow.

Summer of Love

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Wild flowers out finding

space in cracked concrete,

taken by running

hot then wet torrents

through people so tender

sunned back to life from

winter caked in the heart.

Summer of love

with strangers’ smiles beaming

back

heart’s open feeling

love and desire

out

spilling and healing.


Seeds of wild flowers

the nights dancing sowing

coming to life in intensities filling

breathing life-love

in blood winter still holding

breath in two chests

by wild winds caressing

moving it warm

to hearts that crave pulsing

the flowering hearts of two wild ones so found.

Facilitated heart return

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The shape was bad
and now it’s trying to stitch itself back together, poor thing.

Looking scared

from the inside out,
expanding in breadth.

Don’t leave your heart lying around,
because someone just might snatch it
and forget to return it
even after they’ve had their share
and no longer need it.

❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

Call it back –
has it been missing?

What does it say when it returns?