an Ode to the lie.

At the end of this road.
The end, this end, this
must be the cease of
a beating heart.
Pumping, closing, opening
relieving, adreneline
craving soul. I'd sware I'd
move on. Progress into a
new realm. I sware, to whomever
it may be, that this is a despotic
hell. Sadism is my dichotomy, yet
not the perversed. The intense
cruelty, unforgiving inequities.
So light in the night, wings and
white shine, blue streams of
miles of unknown length, measure
to which a truth can be known,
reinstated, assured, proven, factual.
Scientifically ensure love please!
Set it through to the norm.
Eliminate the ambiguities and
arbitrary nature of it all!
It's all the same, an elegy of
sorrow.
Put melancholic fortitude into this
method. What a wonder. Feelings
like bypassing the chambers of my
hierarchy of naturality.
Set a theory, hypotheically
apt to define this dismantling,
vacuum of love. In a midst,
in a dream, I had seen this
concurrence. The smiles I have
rejected. That warm feeling of
blue blod rushin to to fill my
fragile cheeks. She is that angel
in the night, the night of all nights
of all the years to come. That smile
that can't even contain all the rain,
tears of the sun, flourishing the
arid world. She, you! please come back
to me. That girl of my dreams.
In my blood, memory, soul.
Soul, transigent yet here's the platter.
Promises to my self. In regards to this
tragedy. Responding in peculair words.
Stuttering and sweating, trying so desperately
to impress! Regress!....into destitution.
How'd I'd be so foolish, oh like in
a fly trap, let me out of this net,
the web of inferiority. Take this,
my memory, and swing it upon the
only one's back. Interwoven love,
sown into regret, please. Confessions
like the depression of the seas, at
the mercy of the hands. These hands,
barren, calloused and bare. Take me,
ye extravagant, altruistic one, and
breathe into me those
opportunate feelings
of the moment,
that we should finally
embrace.
Your cheeks flush mine.
warmth, this must,
indisputably
be your love.
Astonished and at home.
My dream awakens and sings to me alone.

wow

This is really beautiful and you expressed yourself very well, I really liked reading it. Interestingly woven. raskin

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