Dwellers

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Dwellers

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I feel you
living
breathing
thinking
deep within the confines
of my shadowy psyche

your presence is palpable
visceral

I am not alone
my emotions
obsessions
my impulses are not yet mine
exclusively

I
am not
we
are dwellers

and we are at odds
conflicted
torn between the heroic
and the horrific

dark evil urges
spawned in the blackest voids of my soul
at war with inclinations toward the sacred

a precarious balance
between the compulsion to ravage
and the wisdom to relish

between a mania to consume
and a desire to sustain

between murder
and mercy
madness
and clarity

the duality rages unchecked
struggles
against the constraints of convention
and the confusion of mindless chaos

stirring the unquenchable ache
to break the shackles of acquiescence
to rise above morality

longing for raw freedom
to unleash the beautiful beast within
the essence of natural self
to be Nietzsche’s begotten
attentive to impulse
guided by core instinct

but

I think
therefore I am

at odds
for life

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rob kistner © 2012

Footprints


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Footprints

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a place within
closed away
away from scrutiny
from the world

angry at the wind
at the rain
at daylight

angry at your smile
at the sound of your voice

angry at it all

this now
is where I live
and how

still you come
the storm-tossed nights
like a vapor
void emotion

leaving false footprints
in my rutted dreams
puddled shallow promises

with an offered coat
of synthetic sympathy
edges rough as a rope
peeled back
hypocrisy exposed

shivering
I wrap it ’round me
seeking warmth
but it is not supple

ill-fitted
it does not hold my form
nor bring comfort

your footprints
mark my soul
but you do not remember
the bend of my arm

nor the linen
that slid
slippery underfoot
on the marble aisle
as we stalked love

nor the vain promise
it would be constant
as the wind
as the rain
as daylight

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rob kistner © 2012

Elusivity

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Elusivity

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veiled in promise
they beckon me
seductively
the elusive dreams
upon my heart embossed

yet there is a storm
can rage within
to churn at times
my weary mind
focus turned and tossed

the way grows foggy
direction blurred
the path unclear
the purpose slurred
this journey can exhaust

to stay the course
I cast and chart
and reference often
in handmade note
but not every “t” gets crossed

so my life gets lived
in bits and pieces
scribbled on scraps
of random papers
so many soon so lost

in losing them
confusion rises
chaos threatens
hopes can scatter
my elusive dreams the cost

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rob kistner © 2012

Transcend

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Transcend

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this week at sfmoma
fell captive
to the genius of mehretu

rolled close in my chair
soul-toppled into stadia
carried off by the brilliance

made the journey
took the trip
my soul expanded a bit

after
there was salad
on a table
graced by orchids
julie on my mind

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rob kistner © 2012