Through the distant present, molten dreams and shadows form.
Across eclipsed lunar perception, Coffee Comet journeys through vast liquid opacity.
Follow the Grounds to Light
And Sometimes I just see coffee
Tears of the heart free captive consciousness
Passion and flame Fire and night Burning Consuming identity Forging forgotten metal Crucible of molten metaphor Womb of creation Embraced in fire Doubt and certainty Fallacy and reality All fade […]
The pathless path emerges out of the grind into reflection
Dissolving into the horizon, rain and light trail into shadow
…Across the deep expansion of percolating space
Coffee sky melts into textured richness