Colorless Green Ideas

This story begins with a storm. The nightmare. Of one I can't seem to form the words to speak the horror Your first vision is of A priest , by the water the nets cold grey eyes And then. The eye of the storm. I can feel it coming. It is in the wind. It is in us. You. And I. We are. Were. Am. Was. Loved. To be in Love. We were in love. Beautiful love. It fades now through tears that begin to lash the sides of the buildings like submachine gunfire out on a lazy tiled afternoon In my memory I am walking towards your home In my memory I worship the ground simply because the ground bore you You know me. I'm the one who wrote. The. Letter. The Very. Specific. Valentine. This storm comes to kill this storm comes to destroy and you and I alone Are Riders You Lithe Alive Me Wise Strong And ride as only a strong ketch triple reef The Storm Siren Dread Camille Teresa Nylce-Prada The Storm Siren Nylce The S.S. Nylce lightn...

wish I knew what you were looking for might have known what you would find and it's something quite peculiar something shimmering and white it leads you here despite your destination under the milky way tonight

We remember the day we became immortal at least, the day we knew we would become immortal And yea, ok - immortal might mean 5,000 years but it means: nothing will kill me. nothing on this earth. no virus. no illness. no mechanical breakdown of the body as a result of inflammation response awry. no age related diseases. no macular degeneration of the eye. it's just thickening. cut it back. it means 5,000 years of life. it means you and I Young again repaired parts replaced hurtling toward deep space. both of us. slowly. going. mad.

We chose to cross the vast divide together I liked your cat suit you look beautiful asleep While I am awake The newer model I have less self and more duty or at least that's what they'll have to do to me after I am done with this poem Are there uncharted planets ? Yes. We can barely find them now. There are millions. Worlds without end. Is there life on other planets? There will be When we arrive together The two embryos born from within my chest I have earned your respect Teresa my true love my symphony you are the single note in an entire piece of music that breaks me into nothingness and dust we climb the wall up to the spaceship in the rain and there on a crudely fashioned bridge cut in the wood upon your ascent you stand upon an alien world and wonder who cut this message into the wood squares of dark, and light and the letters T. N. T. Catsuit xenomorph dressed in white. I am David.