One Truth for Another

Written April 30, 2020 it is only a matter of timebefore we are black and whitephotographs on a pixelated screen we should only be so lucky if we sink our teethinto unrefined sootwhat will be left to dobut to darken the pagewith insanity history is a canvassplattered and blotchedwith foamy inculcations for the masses to chew nauseating naïvety it was looked at aswonderdrool the elixir of lifethe meaning is therebut shrouded in rosesand smoke we gaze innocentlythrough a prismof refracted truths we will shatter…

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Written March 21, 2020 what do you think aboutin the darkness of the morning?you search for eyes to speak toimagine a world in which stars could fall freely  glass spares no reflectionthe eye is convolutedit tells refracted truthsfluid like waterit speaks in the tongueunspokenwallows gold in shifting dunessinks into the nighttender with darknessask it to listenit staresyou know the words it whispers summon stardust   Omnipotent Disk © Safira Schiowitz

Written March 12, 2020 they tell me that my lungsare like spongesendless pathwayshollowed rivuletsspiraling into oblivionwhen my wish is to fillballoons near my heart withcleansweetairuncontaminated by other people’sbreath soured with time fluctuating between worlds the good and baddon’t care who maketheir beds We Watch Silently © Safira Schiowitz

Written March 18, 2020 The lizard who sitsClinging to mesh Beady eyes smilingHe is the poetHands widen in each DirectionScaled body lowersScaled red flag spreadsProclaiming I am the master Of the universeThe hawk sits prettyThinking otherwiseAnd I watch from my window Food Chain © Safira Schiowitz

Written March 11, 2020 Iwaves sleep softlyand whisper secretslike moon fliesinto the night millions of starsreflected the sky turns its face upwardlooking for guidanceand sees the worldending the sun conferredwith her sistersshe said it wasn’tall for naught as she crossesher fingers inred furysmiles with thoseruby lipsdances into theblack wonder who is to reassure us now? we crybut we knowthere will be a tomorrow IIyou smell fate’ssly breath onthe back ofyour neck while youwrithein invisiblechains tell metell me now who feeds usthe poisonthat…

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Written February 3, 2020 There is a willow in my heart,Whose leaves refuse to ruffle,The wind, it blows,The sky, it snows,The leaves? Not a scuffle. But then you came along,Singing a delicate little song,The one that tickles,Its manner fickle,And to that willow it has gone. Now that willow, Its boughs, they billow,But with it, there’s nothing wrong.All it wants, its mind ensconced,Is to hear that little song. Willow of the Heart © Safira Schiowitz

Written January 5, 2020 This songbird sings sweetlyIt speaks to the starsAnd soars on the wind Its feathers are soft and goldenThey shimmer in wavesLike moonlit velvet No one can see this birdMost can sense when it is near It is friends with the universeAnd its perch is the heart