In my dreams I could draw
A scattered syzygistic symphony
Where in the world are we going?
To be or not to be.
I am, therefore I be.I be bein’.I be.I will not be.I don’t want to not be.I am scared of not being.I be scared of not being.I can’t not be,Otherwise I am not.I am.I am.Someday I will not.You are.I am.Now we are.Let’s be.Because someday we won’t be.
enjamb that lin
eenjamb this linepaint a metaphorI just didrecognize the arbitrariness of wordsunderstand that utterance is not iconic of meaningplay a song in your headplay a song on this pagethis is upside downdn ǝpᴉsʇɥƃᴉɹ sᴉ sᴉɥʇI am omniscient in this notebookuntil you read itthen you take my omnipotencyand I am impotentuntil you take my hand
The Texture of Texture
texture of my braintexture of my mindtexture of a photograph of the beachtexture of a painting of the oceantexture of sandtexture of the seatexture of a grain of sandtexture of a drop of watertexture of painttexture of glosstexture of my fingertexture of yourstexture of youtexture of fabrictexture of the fabric of realitytexture of the fabric […]
Tragic Satirization
self deprecationunappreciationsevere miscommunicationmisread observationsrapid fluxationfalse constellationsfallacious extrapolationconvoluted socializationinadvertent misrepresentationsdiachronic recreationssloppy installationsignorant amplificationsde and re segregationchronic procrastinationambiguous divinationfallic gyrationpremature ejaculationspontaneous inspirationfowl degradationstatic dissipationstandard immunizationdiscreet implicationforced penetrationfamilial relationsadistic manipulationconstant participationobligatory observationredundant recitationmanifestation of living frustrationfeverous inebriationdangerous connotationscalloused determinationdestructive inclinationmutual masturbationfocused perspirationcontrastive enunciationrapturous sublimination
The oxymoronicality of a subjective cosmological satire
The chains of apathy hold me upas I latently struggleto break freeinto this world of boundless limitationsI rest tirelesslyhidden in plain sightamidst the light of the nightdreading the darkness of the dawnand all the terrorizingacts of human compassionseeking the solace of lonelinessin my closest companionswondering how a world so beautifulcan look so uglywe are taught […]
A sound paradox (at wit’s end)
I’ll make you hotAs I turn coldI’ll open you upAnd then I’ll foldI’ll tie you downAs I fly freeI won’t leaveBut let me beI’ll give you allBut relinquish nothingI won’t speakBut I’ll tell you somethingI’ll tell the truthBut don’t believe meJust let me be aloneAnd never leave meI can’t support youBut I’ll be your crutchBecause […]
When words come slowly practice your handwriting
ink on the pageis an actor on stagebut words aren’t always truelike a guitar slightly out of tunemetaphors and analogiespainting with imagerycan we createor only imitatereduplicate?is choice an illusionbecause everything is determinedor am I just lost in confusion man instills meaning and valuebut what does value mean?are we all aloneor are we a team?what have […]
