The Absence of Wavelength

Inside A Container…Hum

A spirit jarred hums
inside a container.
Nonmaterial, dreamy, an
apparitional, wraithlike being
spies your Heaven.

I tried to be like you.

Disembodied, anchored
to your airy harmony,
supernatural rhythms pulse.
A celestial sea swallows me,
bathe in its spectral glow.

Unearthly, these subjective visitations.
Ghostly, metaphysical innovations.

Shadowy, psychic eyes blaze,
How do you know me,
captured in a maze, compel
an empty soul to fill,

sate this much?
In hollow perplexity, devoid.


5.3.23

Just something I made up from a bunch of synonyms related to one word, filling like empty carbs with no reason than to feel…something.
Just flowy, showy…means nothing…or does it?

Sade ~ I keep trying with you…this is no ordinary love…