As the sound of clean water keeps me awake, I find myself
overwhelmed at the immense array of feelings and emotions which I
have never experienced. Never even thought could exist. but do exist.
In the black box of mystery, the shrouds cover my existentialism with lilac and
that of a new sense of hope and excitement have sprouted from within. from a place
where I didn’t know anything grew. Its very interesting,
to say the least
catch my reflection in the mirror “wow..I didnt realize how ugly I am”
2 hrs later it happens again “why am I so damn good looking?!”
The brown hair falls to the floor out of
exacerbation, my heart, my hope, diminished by the mind
controlling thoughts, pushing the car to the neverending cliff
to the brink. The car fueled only by the extremes and labyrinths in my head;
yet it keeps traveling, evercloser. without pause. without control. sans
reason
curiosity, dragging limbless hope back from the
dead. It feels nouveau et interessante aussi
in the midst of the barrage, unable to see through the desolate
black clouds, she sends her light forth, piercing the ominous gray
a ray, of something new entirely
I need to get some movement
Get outta my headspace
oh Get into a good place
A place where I can wake up
We Barbarians
The cascading turquoise embodies
him
He places a piece of himself to create awe for
us
We don’t realize the impact of
him
his naked body, blood swerving in his crevices for
us
All he wants is us to be close to
him
It weaves a divine tapestry into my soul
exponentially growing with every
note
utterance rhyme
rhythm instrument sound
movement style word crescendo
until the ambiance which surrounds, escapes into the night, boomeranging
back to me, walloping me even more than before
I guess one could say I have an infatuation.
