Thursday, June 23, 2011

The Mind's Eye

The brain is very different from the mind
The mind perceives what the brain receives
The brain contracts what the mind expands
Therefore, everything we know is purely subjective.
It is induced by the senses
which are governed by the brain.
It is confused by awareness
which is indicative to the mind.
Who you are
and what you think you may know
is therefore invalid.

Non-Fiction Collection 2011
©Bobby Ruelas

Expectations

Expecting something more
from someone who is
expecting something less
is quite the engagement of friends.
Or is it?
What do you wish to gain?
There must be something you're looking for!

Non-Fiction Collection 2011
©Bobby Ruelas

Acceptance

Why must my mind
circle around you
and your very shape?
Lust?
Greed?
Love?
A preoccupation of the mind.
Silent-noise.
Its' current is conducting circuits
of militias and follies.
The major is napping
The others, unattended.
Voice, cylindrical voice
awake the silent-treaty!

Non-Fiction Collection 2011
©Bobby Ruelas

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

The Arsonist

Fly away you selfish butterfly!
Your scent attracts me
but I can no longer sustain
the honest life
for which you maintain.

And though
it may pain me to say
that you may no longer stay
I must release you
back into the wild-
The world.

It is there
where I first met you
nervous and unprepared.
A two-sided triangle
A pre-fiction truth
The birth of affair
Debauchery eludes

A lie is not a lie
unless it is inquired.
So why seduce a fire
when there is no flame?
It's starting.
I can hear the crackle.
Go NOW!
Fly away before it's too late!



Non-Fiction Collection 2011
©Bobby Ruelas

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

What's for Dinner?

Vibrant fevers
Caustic dialogue
A manuscript to hide
from a fellow friend
The birth of death
Centuries of hibernation
now exposed.
In the lime-light
In the forest
In the fire
Direct, indirect
Personal, impersonal
A dialect turned beige
Doldrums of vindication.
A lunatics surrender
is now in disguise
In the lime-light
In the forest
In the fire
Pulled-meat
The two-faced man
sets the table.
A love affair, unborn
is cooking in the kitchen
What's for dinner?



Fiction Collection 2011
©Bobby Ruelas