I am not there
Some Shit
When at last I close my eyes,and my mind removes me from my currentreality,and tries to decide what to think upon,the concept ofyouarises.Why?I don’t know.I try to label it:guilt?syzygy?that ever presentbut never mentionedbond?I just don’t know.
Light is the left hand of Darkness
In that momenteverythingisone thingisa momentisbreathing
An ant cares less for me than I do him…
desire for
There was nothing
I felt the light
reflected off of theperigee-syzygy of the Earth-Moon-Sun systemthe heavens shoneso bright that only the darkestof clouds could do anythingto veil it’s glowas I felt the weight of my selfweighedagainst the weight of the world the grass felt strangeI could not tell if it was the grassor my handswhose composition has changedso muchthat the hill of […]
A scattered syzygistic symphony
Where in the world are we going?
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 […]