hereafter
Posted: June 1st, 2014, 2:22 am
(wish-hunting)
the rambling of thought, akin to so much litter...
randomly strewn, all along my deserted paths,
into oblivion... go ten thousand unused futures...
a million happenings, stripped from time's grasp,
a reckoning, with the gods of my uncertainty...
all hopes and dreams... unimagined... perhaps,
and the notions that haunt my... what-if worlds...
are the derelicts of ten thousand voided pasts~
(call me when it's tuesday)
choices and intentions, broken from the pursuit...
fictitious memories... still, unwilling to be tamed,
what happens will happen, except when it don't...
into that twinkling, all is lost... and also gained,
time lives just enough to span a simple moment...
any future and every past... are one in the same,
never mind the thought, it is the act that counts...
and now... is the only time to stake your claim~
(habitual creature)
each day I rise anew... still alive and still amused...
roaming the empty abyss... that is reason's maze,
and I must confess, it's a captivating sort of sport...
a would-be diversion, but I am only here to gaze,
gonna get my act together too, sooner if not later...
assuming I can elude this conscious state of haze,
and I might feel better about life... once I get one...
but I still can't rationalize that... mindless craze~
(a casualty of id)
reason itself... is something we really didn't need...
the wonder of innocence feels closer to what's real,
knowledge... should've been left to rot on the tree...
a logical conclusion... if you're not seeking a meal,
in the abyss, is where the bulk of thinking belongs...
its causes have adverse effects, on how I truly feel,
free the will from these weapons of mass cognition...
to observe what the opened mind wants to reveal~
(the clouds are condensing)
my reality's been acting a bit too expressive lately...
quite possessive, if I stop to stare at it for too long,
dare I to desire... but I never was attuned to love...
I am the lucky one, anyway... I found it in a song,
and what is love... chemistry and miscommunication...
so it's an experiment, that implodes if rubbed wrong,
well a heart knows more of that stuff than I ever will...
and if it doesn't... then the magic in belief has gone~
(a lot more wine please)
I'm no closer to that eternal flame than I've ever been...
but the will has other plans, and it's no one-night fling,
I'll stay the duration, but what I really need isn't here...
maybe I should believe... something waits in the wings,
I've been waiting too... but for what, I can never know...
it's an endless search, for the likes of nameless things,
so for now... it's back to the maze... and all that litter...
and the things, onto which... a simple moment clings~
wgs/5/14
the rambling of thought, akin to so much litter...
randomly strewn, all along my deserted paths,
into oblivion... go ten thousand unused futures...
a million happenings, stripped from time's grasp,
a reckoning, with the gods of my uncertainty...
all hopes and dreams... unimagined... perhaps,
and the notions that haunt my... what-if worlds...
are the derelicts of ten thousand voided pasts~
(call me when it's tuesday)
choices and intentions, broken from the pursuit...
fictitious memories... still, unwilling to be tamed,
what happens will happen, except when it don't...
into that twinkling, all is lost... and also gained,
time lives just enough to span a simple moment...
any future and every past... are one in the same,
never mind the thought, it is the act that counts...
and now... is the only time to stake your claim~
(habitual creature)
each day I rise anew... still alive and still amused...
roaming the empty abyss... that is reason's maze,
and I must confess, it's a captivating sort of sport...
a would-be diversion, but I am only here to gaze,
gonna get my act together too, sooner if not later...
assuming I can elude this conscious state of haze,
and I might feel better about life... once I get one...
but I still can't rationalize that... mindless craze~
(a casualty of id)
reason itself... is something we really didn't need...
the wonder of innocence feels closer to what's real,
knowledge... should've been left to rot on the tree...
a logical conclusion... if you're not seeking a meal,
in the abyss, is where the bulk of thinking belongs...
its causes have adverse effects, on how I truly feel,
free the will from these weapons of mass cognition...
to observe what the opened mind wants to reveal~
(the clouds are condensing)
my reality's been acting a bit too expressive lately...
quite possessive, if I stop to stare at it for too long,
dare I to desire... but I never was attuned to love...
I am the lucky one, anyway... I found it in a song,
and what is love... chemistry and miscommunication...
so it's an experiment, that implodes if rubbed wrong,
well a heart knows more of that stuff than I ever will...
and if it doesn't... then the magic in belief has gone~
(a lot more wine please)
I'm no closer to that eternal flame than I've ever been...
but the will has other plans, and it's no one-night fling,
I'll stay the duration, but what I really need isn't here...
maybe I should believe... something waits in the wings,
I've been waiting too... but for what, I can never know...
it's an endless search, for the likes of nameless things,
so for now... it's back to the maze... and all that litter...
and the things, onto which... a simple moment clings~
wgs/5/14
nice poem
