Random WonderingsAgain, and left wondering. You know, random things, like whyRandom Wonderings
The sky is apparently blue and
The grass apparently green and
Why I’m a stupid person.
I would like that light in your eyes to be a paler flame, I think; Interested and flickering, like a serpent tongue. I wonder How poisonous they are, And whether it hurts when they bite. A blackening noose, Ringed fire a pleasant constriction As you circle me, your eyes accusing.
Shapeless SolaceAnd I wondered if I had found my solace, An outlet for the pain and wistfulness to fuse And birth something else. A tentative touch, Your hand upon my shoulder as it swirls Beneath me, welcoming. I smile at you both, NervouslyShapeless Solace
And watch you reply. As the planes swirl And I begin to fall, I think I feel someone Ready. Hold me up, out of this; I don’t want It to be just imagination. Are you still there? Because I can feel you nearby But you’re embracing someone else.
Untitled 1I’ve chosen a lonely way I know: The trenches give another thing to fear; They’re empty now and I’m shrivelled inside, A primitive grub. Beyond comprehension,Untitled 1
Oblivion a substitute for consciousness And I welcome it
Like that edge which divides the pain and not And the one twixt them and I. Yet it binds us to one another Inescapable No matter how much I struggle.
Untitled 2Sometimes It gleams when I move But mostly it’s just dullUntitled 2
And the reflections are intricate. I know it; I watched them. I birthed them, made them Alive. They squirm, hissing when I hiss. They feel like wire, you know. My tattooed wrists Shameful marks.
And I dig and I dig but I can’t find anything.
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A hero's soul never dies
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