The White Noise of Life

The White Noise Of Life 

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I dreamed I was lost in the white noise of life Exhausted and shivering in vain attempted to fall back to sleep 

My heart was filled with ghosts and frothy babbling gore

My eyelids lowered as I fell into austere slumbers

Dreamlike she looked blindly at me with eyes of a wild beast 

She was naked in a shuttered house where the beaten weep 

Her tears were a silken avalanche of sorrow 

As her heart lit up with the sadness of the moon

I wanted to comfort and hold her in my arms 

 

Making the ritual sacrifice I dropped into a spiraling funnel and drank from a cesspool of blood 

The spirit with eyes of wild coffins left her

Black poison vanished into cracks on a green plain 

Great dark skeletons weeping danced upon blueish gray roofs of sorrow 

Night fell into an abyss of rotting TV dinners from the 70's 

White phantoms left in smoke rings streaming from her nostrils  

As her flower pedals unfolded her eyes glittered with diamonds  

Holding her we blossomed in the blue azure sky

Moon dreamed as ancient plagues left her heart Dawn's light touched the sky 

Her branches no longer ached  

With eyes glimmering sunbeams she kissed me warming my heart with fire

Our loneliness vanished into a wasteland where sorrow is forgotten forever more 

Angels descended entrusting us with keys to the stars 

Our spirits soared to the heavens 

Silent words spoke blazing shooting stars 

Looking down upon the green earth we cradled it lovingly in our arms 

Laughing  black holes swallowed all darkness as we fell to earth

Returning to Pittsburgh we headed out West in a Volkswagen bus which repeatedly broke down

We opened a restaurant somewhere in New Mexico serving bad Mexican food 

Each bite made hearts sing with pure gaseous joy 

After thirty years we went bankrupt as space and time collapsed 

Becoming one with all that is and all that will be we put up an "out of business" sign 

Finding ourselves in the Lower East Side of NYC we awoke from the dream 

Homeless holding hands we collected old beer cans for a meal to eat  

We laughed discovering the cheap Mexican food in NYC is far worse than out West

Now old and toothless our hearts were full of joy 

As our life force faded we fell together into a grave somewhere up north 

Realizing we were in the gentle Green Mountains of Vermont we held hands as we let go of this precious life

Decaying with love our spirits soared to an abandoned space station orbiting earth 

Its life force spent it fell crashing into the crystalline waters thirty miles south of Key West 

Returning to the grave we dissolved into the sacred earth 

"On the Road" we "Headed to "another joint" ready for the next adventure

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Written by David Penn Trinley Arndt in 2022.