Author: Andy Adkins

“Underneath the lantern, By the barrack gateDarling I remember” Private Blythe hummed incredulously as he slid into the driver’s seat of the M3 Scout Car General Clark personally reserved for the transportation of Marlene Dietrich while she dedicated herself to supporting troop morale with performances across Italy. Tasked with providing an engine tune-up, oil change, […]

“Alpha Station, adjust your gravitational projection three degrees toward the dark matter density spike,” Commander Reeves’ voice crackled over the quantum-entangled comm system from Epsilon Deck. “We’re detecting unusual fluctuations along the Möbius twist.” Astronaut Andy Peterson—positioned at the Control Node of the four-KBO Möbius configuration—sighed and adjusted his magnetic interface gloves. The particle accelerator […]

Unbuttoned light gently shimmers acrossProvocatively perched to reveal partsFixed upon dawns grown from fearless heartsTouring travails exhaled by clenched censure.Writing as trialed torments of hostage,Tragedy kept close to dissuade othersBy quickly laming heedless adventure.Without pauses or questions of knowledge, Kettled enchantments spout promise through coversPressed open and mixed for tomorrows’ cause.

In hope sputtered moribund controversy,Abandoned homes stood lifelessTo starve pay from forgotten neighborsAnd empty minds with vanished literacyGreedily seized to mock survival.Bunched limbs shouted over long tracked arrivalUnprepared & unrecruited but settled in purposeWith sweat & will for freedoms laborsStretched too far along to contest vacancyPosted as allure to settle gentry.

Days passed as centuries beneath forgotten stonesWhere pill bugs burrowed fertility into clayAs epixylic flies, springtails , & woodlicePursued unabated fungivorous delightFrom mineral streaming watermarks tracedBy decay destined shoots & sprigs awaiting feeted midgutsYet to ensnare centipede eyes or spider chelicerae.Hushed chittering belied the quiet harmonyIn which colonies collect & fulfill an unpromised tomorrow.

There is music in your eyes,When saccades dart away & nighTo focus rhythmic minds with timeThen play dreams with lullabies.Watching blinks is listening to winksWith drawn out wonders singing complyBleating hearts to patterned erosI am counted amongst the mirroring chorus.Well lit by resilience,But battered, chipped, & muddy.Your silence tones kindled brillianceIn tuned glances to renew […]

Presence doesn’t blind, but personas drown me. Your memories stitched dreams played only onceBy threadbare consumed survival questions. Quiet approaches write mirror context With entrained recall of youth built promise Seen as fancy but clear as remedy For daylight fashioned stood even eyesAssembling calm sharpened agency.

Time wantonly castigates perfection In saddeningly cold reflection;Change is incomprehensive to illusion.Growth outpourings devil diminutionStood frank & awful across tabled eyesWet from agency repressed by surprise.Life binds fancies of everyday madnessAs if bored by knowing what escape is.When stung, defensive minds enact crueltywhile persuaded hope envisions duty.

As if trained telementationally. Impeccable and broken similesMismatch performed duties like destinies;Molting ached disasters from hidden primeMottles rare reflections measured by time.For identities promised in mirrorHappiness enjoins its brightness nearer Than floor struck pitfalls ended commonly.

Plaintive horns thinned gold promised by middayAs Jealousy’s salacious deception.Seated high in shielded misdirectionAn honor penned smile drove quickly away.Recognition rarely decides contextsPrefixed by unmitigated sadnessDrawn to kiln, but unwound for love’s purpose.Witnessed chasms need unbridged momentsBecause unknowns are not restorativeWhen begun alone & stung by misreadingClairvoyance as reasoning predictiveLike renewed hues ready-made for judging.