Elijah enFieri

 

hold-me:

lies lies lies

does it really matter that marriage is all lies?
maybe it doesn't
be afraid of giving up control
not of the lies

a distinction can be drawn here
are lies lies if you know they're lies
it is difficult for people that can see the future unfold
to make promises destined to be broken
unless lies aren't lies if they're understood to be lies
simple cause and effect

for example
we pretend to know cause and effect to preserve a semblance of order
knowing full well we haven't a clue what really causes what
order is a functional illusion in this case

effect is a proactive force
something effects something else
we assume
or we pretend to assume
that cause and effect conform to the code of logic
because it works
but we really don't know why
anything

so, if in marriage you know going in ...
that lies are not lies if you know that they're lies
maybe it can be accomplished in an ethical way

let us say we do live in truth
as a couple
the communication is perfect for short periods of time
the rest of the time that communication isn't as perfect as at the height of
orgasm ...
its lies
for short periods of time communication can be perfect
but to sustain unity indefinitely unfeasible

lies lies lies

when the mind is the most aware is when words frustrate the most
emotion is the way to communicate
but even then ...

you know

***

This month's poems are
Smile, Need Lilith, The Sacrifice, Golden Room, Overstep, and Not Falling

 

Smile

Smile upon the face
of my existence
I am humbled
and stand in your guard
The fire that rains upon the earth
is your fire
and the heart without doubt
is revealed unbroken
as it tenderly holds truth
within the folds of its continuum

***


Need Lilith

I give up nothing
and I ask you the same
Lilith glares from the eyes of every woman
loves the divine and decadent
without distinction
For man to have such access
he needs her
like I need you
to be the whore I ride
roughshod over the roses

***


The Sacrifice

I suffered as you suffered
re-evaluating dreams
through the perspective
of societal filters
and comfort of common attitudes

Whereas I have stayed far away
not denying the presence
it was in time
for the karmic wheel to take you
Centrifuge of its spin
separates the seed from the chaff
virgin bread of Cain
to satiate you

The cross is huge
To find strength in discomfort
my love will fill you
with courage

***


The Golden Room

She is a mystery that dwells
at midnight
Compassion swells
takes the ephemeral glitch
and works it out to enclose
the gift I bring
Serenades
the solid strength that
supports this illusion
of existence

Paints our rooms
resplendent in colors of fruit
Gives of the very center
taste of endowed dream
scent of standing intrusion
I take her hard
pounding the firestorm
of God's wrath into her loins
Desecrating the very innocence
I exalt over the
rainbow bridge to other worlds

The flower spilt the dew
drenched my quaking need
Responds in kind
Takes my hand leads me
through a narrow pass
to the golden room
where her riches remain
I lay back and closing my eyes
quietly listen to her story

She bloomed and was taken
to task by her father before her
Stripped to the core
Knew who she was
the part that transcends
broken faith and pain
Idol fallen off pedestal
broken in the courtyard
of the temple where
we worship inspiration
the spark that sends
swine to flight
Pins angel wings
to the backs of the profane

Exposed feel lips lust
the energy of touch
We melt there
in dance
I bring the sun to bloom
the meadow of her flower
Ascend in spiral
the push toward a
chaste reach for infinity

***


Overstep

Forsake limits that bind
reincarnated aspects
of ambition to understand
before we accept
What the hell
is there to understand?
Accept or die
We speak without words
remember the future
overstep all we realize

***


Not Falling

For it seems so
that we should never part
Cradle my love
never restraining my heart

From anguish raucous
sentient immersion
maybe I am dying inside
maybe my eyes have been

Hypnotized by lies
of spawns of hell
found in his glory
another rebel angel

Yet he comes
atop a flaming chariot
unhumbled
and not falling

***

elijah enfieri


Elijah enFieri aka: PainSt or AdamAnt
Elijah enFieri aka: PainSt or AdamAnt
Elijah enFieri aka: PainSt or AdamAnt
2002
2001
2000
Elijah enFieri aka: PainSt or AdamAnt around the web is a legal alien from Jupiter our sister planet, born on Orion and now makes Chicago his home. An unwilling prophet of the androgynous God Abraxas and Pearl Picking Piper of Piscis during his more or less lucid moments, Elijah used to dream of one day taking part in a mass suicide with his fellow disciples around the world but after extensive reprogramming he's again starting to recognize the importance of post-holocaust survival.

A professional woman abuser in his younger days, now 44 he finds himself worshipping at the vaginal mound passing idle hours offering relationship counseling with his simple "Dump him - Dump her" program and channeling voices from beyond.

His poetry is an inside view of the demented ideas which threaten the very fabric of our society.


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