What happened to love?
The curious philosopher
moseys down a lonely path
proud,
and calloused,
admired by many,
loved by some,
but unable to requite
those
petty
feelings,
absorbed in
selfish indulgences,
driven to drink,
to dull the mind,
longing for
substantial companionship,
—probably an impossibility—
the only comfort found
on a lonely mattress
with freshly washed sheets
rid of those pesky traces of
lingering odors
that remind you
just how selfish you are.
how to use:
as common as carbon is a poetic stream of consciousness.
there are 3 categories of “poems”:
(i) heteroglossic synesthesia (complete poems)
(ii) hobonyms (words with no homes)
(iii) mind jerky (thoughts to chew on)
after reading a poem you have 3 options to “turn the page”
“RANDOM” – takes you to a random poetic expression
#hastags – take you to another random poem with the same theme or motif
#category – takes you to a random poem in the same category
“no one can step in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and they are not the same person” – possibly Heraclitus
just as no one can step in the same river twice, no one can have the same experience of “as common as carbon” twice