My hearing was not in my surroundings but somewhere else.
I could hear a wailing turning to howling. Howling turning to roaring.
My mind stepping ajar into a place previously unsensored. Uncharted, Unamed. Unknown.
I am the creatureless feature of a parallell seizure, persisting the law for a self-procedure
That ...

Poetry Time 96: The Outer Silence
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Nov. 17, 2024Poetry Time 95: The Crowd
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Nov. 10, 2024
Invicibility shades and your rests fall in a bin
Invicibility creates what few guests calls from within
Watch your memory slide, forward and counterwise
As the crowd fades into their vertical grins
Visibility flows and your next comes to a scene
Visibility shows what effects rises so clean
Hear your ...
Poetry Time 94: The Mission
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Nov. 3, 2024
Your landscape is in decay
Your mind’s full of betrayal
When all hopes down and through
Your heart calls out to you
Sail your mind on a masterpiece
Loose yourself to the paints of these
The straps from your head points to your salvation
NaaN (Now, always and Never)
Poetry Time 93: Artifacial Heaven
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Oct. 27, 2024
The heart that drinks the sinks filling a glass of stagnation.
With tongues so young joining the brass of sensation.
The fruits that roots themselves to tears,
those shall sow our cheers and thread on dead minds donation.
The side that hides behind heaven rings,
blessed are that obsessed of ...
Poetry Time 92: Higher Hopes
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Oct. 20, 2024
Do you seek the rhythm in a time so dire.
Hearing our desire.
Do you thirst for raindrops on a solar briar.
Lost inside our mire.
Do you curse the shadow of a wanton liar.
Now you feel our ire.
Do you beg and tarry for a stronger fire.
This ...
Poetry Time 91: Sun Speaker
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Oct. 13, 2024
Herbivores are the predators of the plant
Smokes rising to make the sun burn up
Demagogues are the creditors of the cant
Scopes rising to make the sun blow up
Everdreams are the janitors of the grant
Slopes rising to make the sun roll down.
NaaN (Now, always and Never)
Poetry Time 90: The Vault
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Oct. 6, 2024
The blanks in my mind cry for fire
Admire the craft of unlocked remorse
I see the crime, I see the prime, I see the seamless mind
Coming to unseperate the voiceless blind
The fire in my soul cry for solace
Desire the trap of unlocked remorse
NaaN (Now, always ...
Poetry Time 89: Rain Dance
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Sept. 29, 2024
Facing the Downpour the broken sleeper crashes again
Flowing down its back it gathers for new fall
Racing the Encore the broken sleeper clashes again
Blowing down its rack it gathers for a new call
Chasing the offshore the broken sleeper bashes again
Rowing down its track it gathers for ...
Poetry Time 88: Clay Feet
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Sept. 22, 2024
Born with clay feet on an earth unsteady
Minds unturned to feed the quagmire
Torn away heat on a dusk already
Bonds untamed to bleed the bonfire
Mourned and prayed bead on a faith non-heady
Cants unsung to free the lost choir
NaaN (Now, always and Never)
Poetry Time 87: Underwater
Andreas_Helixfinger at 12:00AM, Sept. 15, 2024
We are wandering the bottom, or so it seems
We breath, we live, we gleam
Whatever we’ve seen. We’re waving our dry jokes goodbye
We are conjuring the bottom, or so it seems
We breath, we live, we dream
Wherever we lean. We’re waving our dry hopes ...