The entirety of our selfs

has only mostly been witnessed by our self. Not even I know myself in my entirety. And yet, the deepest desire of most is to be understood completely, to share absolutely. Love is a compromise between the ideal and the possible. A paradox of compromise; because two cannot be one, and the ideal cannot compromise. […]

I can’t tell

whetherI don’t trust youorI don’t trust myself around you

Sneaking glances,

stealing touches,we’re on different pagesof different booksbut somehowthese chaptersi n t e r t w i n e . You and I are something.

I cannot manage the issue at hand

my sheets are dampbut that chill is nothingcompared tothe specters of memoryand delusions grantedby the unintelligible desireI must cut this poem shortand close my eyesand try to sleepbefore grieftakes me over

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