VISIONS

My visions
My visions again

A vista of river reverberating with light
Ripples and undulations become a Cylon matrix

I see my pantheon of erotic disciples
My inspirations, my collaborators, my co-conspirators

It is you—cyberpunk boricua
Returning persuasively
Insistently
Helping me imagine our path

I realize now
What I was chasing and craving
Years of addiction and manic oscillation
All in search of spiritual connection and awakening
An awakening I have finally found in recovery

Visions of possibility
Visions of liberation
Faith in our humanity
And the power of empathy

This poem is insistent
I write with ferocity
Desperate to capture all I have seen

You of so many names
The angel Gabriel
You have amplified my creativity
Fueled my exploration
Of the fluidity of gender and sexuality

This becomes a penultimate vision
A vision of liberation
And emancipation

A vision transcending apocalypse
Social disintegration and ravaging
Accelerating like a juggernaut

But we still have our prayers
We still have our faith
We channel the power of the erotic

Summoning fuel for our resistance
And spiritual sustenance for our evolving minds

Images are by @sateando on IG or twitter

–BYPO PHOENIX c)2022