Subatomic Equation.

Tight vibrations on the tread-line
Of something in between,
Broken by prophetic frequencies
Far beyond illumination.

Down, down to the dark end, a trajectory
Unknown,
Holding firm with vice, splicing
Away the familiar thing.

God it is, God it was for nothing ever
Any which way,
Even outside, so the inside,
An ever radiant idea long gone unseen.
-End-
(C) D.C. Chapman
'Subatomic Equation'
7/06/04

Repost (C) D.C. Chapman 3/11/11

Creating Yes-Men.

Acceptance of the numbness
inside,
Mentally Dumbing, tattering on
the spiritual side,
Running like prey with
no particular place
to hide,

The great maw opens consuming
the processes whole,
What is left now, but an empty
organic vehicle?

A victim of deliberate
deception,
It marches down 5th avenue
nodding yes to every
opinion...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
'Creating Yes-Men'
11/24/02

Originally written 11/24/02, repost (C) D.C. Chapman 3/11/11.

The Simple Spectrum.

Simplistically complex,
yet perplexingly
condensed,
An existential circumference
takes hold of
consciousness,

Still the great lamp
burns beyond,
Somewhere between the
Limbic Region, and the
Universe,

Balancing in chaotic
harmony,
Jumping through to
clarity,
In Anarchy, orderly, and
unified...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
'The Simple Spectrum'
10/7/02

Reposted without edit (C) D.C. Chapman 3/11/11

House of Cards.

Plastic in entropy,
It cannot gaze a
mirror.
In shards it hides,
biding its' lies,
Segregation and
fear.

Wastrel of the temptress
yearns,
Deep and still it slowly
burns,
Saturated by every
tear.

So the beast, he knows
himself far beyond
the shards,
In that mirror it sees
itself and topples
its' house of cards...
-END-
A. Kalicitta
'House of Cards'
04/22/2005

Originally written as D.C. Chapman, 4/22/05. Edited and reposted as Acarya Kalicitta on 3/10/10 on writing.com with a five star rating. Reposted (C) D.C. Chapman 3/11/11.

Nerves.

Dreaming anguish, wide
awake,
Pray to God these nerves
to take,

Festering that fosters
me,
The other equation that
begs to see,

Dreaming anguish; wide
awake,
Pray to God this hell
to take,

Painful shivers throughout
despair,
Face of the faceless lay
cold and bare,
Hiding from the glare,

Dreaming anguish; so wide
awake,
That other equation; that trembling
fake,
Severing the circuit to kill
the snake,
Pray to God these nerves
to take...
-END-
A. Kalicitta
'Nerves'
04/21/05

Originally written as D.C. Chapman on 4/21/05. Reposted and edited as Acarya Kalicitta on writing.com 3/15/10 with a three and a half star rating. Repost (C) D.C. Chapman 3/11/11.

Skin Deep.

Transfixed empty stars, laughing
distant angry scars,
Somewhere in limbo, yet
fully attuned,
Covering emptiness; this shroud of
lies,
Carting away these empty
eyes,
Screeching steel, a thousand
outcries,

Freezing, hard, an uneasy
sleep,
Spark of the victim? Its'
only skin deep...
-END-
A. Kalicitta
'Skin Deep'
04/20/05

Originally written on 4/20/05 as D.C. Chapman. Edited and posted as Acarya Kalicitta on writing.com on 3/14/10 with a three star rating.
Repost and re-edit (C) D.C. Chapman, 3/11/11.

Flesh and Bone.

Tossed and turned in gross
Deception,
Enticing reception for the
Scarred,
Inviting fleshless dissident to
Leave the brain ajar,

If eyeless lay the fleshless,
Then mindless lay the
Soul,
Shattered cranial plate,
Oozing this aching
Hole,

Ripping flesh from
Bone,
Searching bloodless
Radiance,
Just to be left
Alone,

Impure bag of
Blasphemy,
Encouraging spiritual
Entropy,
If only to have the
Eyes to see,

At last decay of
Tyranny,
To find the way
Back home,
Beyond the contempt
In loneliness,
Beyond this fleshy
Tome…
-END-
A. Kalicitta
'Flesh and Bone'
03/14/2010

Posted, originally, as Acarya Kalicitta on writing.com with a five star rating.
Repost (C) D.C. Chapman 3/11/11

Blather, Chatter.

Down the deep dark
hole,
Swallow this process
whole,
Wilting, wasting, as
black as charcoal.

Tick! Tick!
Brick to time, oh
so sick!
Important? Late? Shut
the gate, it all just
falls away,
The same damn thing, the
same damn time,
Every single day...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
'Blather, Chatter'
Edited 3/11/11
Original Writing 11/17/05

Senseless.

What a crime; this round of
time,
tempting distress, confused
bitterness,
Away, afar, to find, some
distant eerie kind,
Of the mind to wander deaf,
dumb, and blind...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
'Senseless'
Edited 3/11/11
Original Writing on 11/14/05

Bodhicitta.

Fascist incidents irradiate
toward transparent
luminescence,
Onward, inward, cauterizing
the wounded
paradox,

Temporal fluidity shaking
cerebral rigidity, breaking
down the eye,
Complexities circumambulating
as diversities fly,

Toppling it to chaos, no
longer theoretical,
Practical to Heretical, this
ambient flow, it does not
know,
The ebb and flow, straight
to climax, shattered mind
aglow...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
'Bodhicitta'
Edited 3/11/11
Original writing 4/8/05

The Law of Attraction.

Set the shift inside
these bones,
Pitch the flux to the
highest tones,
New paradigm ridden,
Hidden, this attractor,
law abiding factor,
Shouting distant radiance
to the ear of
God,

Close to heart, thusness
calls,
Falls away, the other
way,
On shaky ground as night
becomes day,

This attractor, law abiding
factor, shouting distant
radiance,
Depends on what you're after...
-End-
(C) D.C. Chapman
'The Law of Attraction'
03/11/11