Doom

So the meaning
is that even if
I'm feeling this is life
on Atlantis
about to drown

There still are
things to do.

I can write
a list in sounds
repeated to the
click of lotus seed
beads

Or turquoise, amethyst,
pink quartz, hematite,
bone in skull shapes,
carnelian, sandalwood.

Repeated and repeated
over and over again
like milk churned to butter

Vibrations of rainbow tone
through dullness and
dim, wild clingings
of aggression it is good

It is good through
all the shifting mood facets
and illusions,
can't stop the flow.