The Amphigory series is becoming one of my most artistically free concepts with no specific direction. I am compelled to say that it goes in no particular order but is a compendium of random thoughts. I aptly named it Amphigory because we all know where nonsense comes from, I simply write my version for you all to enjoy!
Amphigory J
Taken by your spirit, I find myself drawn to you,
Is it your many desires, which invite my fires?
Slowly you enter my realm and spark passion.
My angel, make me in your image and impart on my gift of resilience.
Then I breathe and your muscles tense
As I shake you clutch my body and hold fierce the force of a raging tornado.
Run to me, how much more can I give?
Love my body, Love my…
Amphigory I
Brief Definition: Amphigory- Nonsensical Writing
I dare you…Ask me what I am???
I’m a sexual deviant…My insatiable appetite for the art is without limits…
I am a hard stroking deep throat touching type of guy, you see I like to get intimate with my tongue…
I embrace grace like rock candy every christmas holiday…protected by cheap crystal!!!
I am a mason of words, I visit the etherial of modest tones and mystifying motions…
I allow the words to flow without rhyme or reason, yet I’m sure they make sense.
I specialize in broadening eyes, but my throat is blocked by the smoke of air, it’s everywhere..it’s suffocating my mind, what do I say to the people who Know it all??? How do I pose a question to a world of independence and of course groupthink…
Groupthink…whatever happened to that thing called self responsibility???
Stability without words from one leads many to false understanding…Your reward is your life…
Your provenance vessels deep…your mark has not been made????let me tell you your theories are not erratical???? So why do you question god yet fear no man??? how could you emblazon his name through anger and resentment, yet survive on my mercy, my grace. how could you redirect you rhetoric to dare ignoring what really matters….
I told you to ask me what I am…I told you to lean on my undying word and shelter your burdens in my name! I told you…I told you to ask me who I am…I told you to fear not that I am your father but if the choices you bare are worth the risk????
I tussle with the world, unsure of what it will bring.
I tussle left
I tussle right
I rearrange the covers; punch the pillow and struggle trying to find some semblance of comfort yet nothing seems familiar.
I attempt to cover my eyes and shield the light not realizing its daytime.
The suns not going anywhere for me!
I adjust my head to sit up high and find the only spot that suits my nature is the fetal position.
Back to the basics, back to knowing the world as the womb and I’m bound to its protective shelter.
I have no understanding of how it quiets the storm and moves me to sleep.
All I know is it’s a hearty rest, a full feeling that silences all thoughts and warms the coldest of men.
Tucked in, legs crossed at the ankles and arms tenderly close.
Bound by innocence
Wrapped in simple
Nestled between a moment and tomorrow.
Brief Definition: Amphigory– nonsensical writing
Giving Birth to new injustice, I spread disease and disaster like rain.
I pride myself with your feelings pressed against my sleeve.
I have no desires to effectuate with anyone or anything breathing in this world.
Hatred pens sodomy to its ways, walking to the rotundra to hold conversation, a revolving secret is to be revealed.
Blame me for your sorrow and stoic ways, Saint of Gomorrah, Son of God.
Brief Definition: Amphigory– nonsensical writing
Too blind to notice the truth, Ashamed of bringing to light apparent feelings that overcome my heart.
Why is it in my presence you turn in pity and with hatred as your shadow, walk away? Are you afraid that our choices and indifferences might open your eyes to see a human being that breathes life and too feels pain? Do we make you nervous, Because we chose to follow our hearts and Ignore adversity. Where once consumed by an emotional closet filled with perils of hurt we then fell to the sorrows of everyday growing pains. Now out we stand up front shunned and ostracized by those who believe this choice is that of our own and not forced upon us by nature. Who would voluntarily choose to be hated against, discriminated and looked down upon. Do we challenge the balance of man, or do you fail to recognize that our minds keep our deepest desires at bay so we can appear to be that of what society expects. Are we not allowed to crave freedom as well as love by the people whose rights we fight for. Against the ropes of a phenomenal battle we struggle. Baffled are my thoughts and feelings, pondering on whether my fellow battle buddies intentions are pure or tainted with a close minded ignorance. Does he trust me entirely or fear my existence because we are of a different walk of life. Seeing how the world faults an innocent soul who struggles by force and greets pain with open arms will always amaze you and for what? Truth be told, honesty is never in our favor. To completely unravel and be seen as a human being only brings tragedy among us. You’ll kill us believing we are a virus and deserve your cruel unjust treatment. We are put down only because we shed tears and not blood. Where Survival was once of great importance now acceptance clouds our minds and understanding becomes our focus.
Written By Ivan Tate
June 16, 2004
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