The Old Now
Anyone on the shelf
Will do
Numbers for the race
I have
Run the old machine
Into the ground
Search the sun
In your sleep
I hold
The clouds above
Nail an orange for our
Heartache
Lines in the basement
Singing
Behind lock and key
His and her dreams
Ask for space
In your cage
I hold
The clouds above
Across raindrops and seeds
Watch it
Any mark will do
The trick
Rise you old machine
Into the storm
Lose your voice
On my aim
I hold
The clouds above
Labels: echo, experiment, mood, participation, visuals
posted by Primessa Espiritu
October 02, 2026
Mass Intimacy
“No greater grief than to remember days
Of joy, when mis’ry is at hand! That kens
Thy learn’d instructor. Yet so eagerly
If thou art bent to know the primal root,
From whence our love gat being, I will do,
As one, who weeps and tells his tale. One day
For our delight we read of Lancelot,
How him love thrall’d. Alone we were, and no
Suspicion near us. Ofttimes by that reading
Our eyes were drawn together, and the hue
Fled from our alter’d cheek. But at one point
Alone we fell. When of that smile we read,
The wished smile, rapturously kiss’d
By one so deep in love, then he, who ne’er
From me shall separate, at once my lips
All trembling kiss’d. The book and writer both
Were love’s purveyors. In its leaves that day
We read no more.”
posted by Primessa Espiritu
June 03, 2026
I heard what happened
posted by Primessa Espiritu
December 30, 2025
Into The Surf
The body floats
The body burrows
The sand collects our progress
Until the end
A line for solace
Turning turning
For hungry hands
Reach their shore
When lottery is lost
Across the land
There is room
For you
On this bed
Of fire and ice
I have kept
Drifting
To and fro
Labels: passages, resultalogie, revolution, tide, titles
posted by Primessa Espiritu
December 03, 2025
