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I wish I could speak music
the missing dimension to
my words falling flat
I wish I could speak music
the missing dimension to
my words falling flat
Receiver malfunction, distorted thoughts
“I love you” she whispered
Receiver malfunction, obvious distress
“Come closer, hold my hand” again and again
Receiver malfunction, panic; abort
Panic aborted
Panic aborted
Panic aborted
Panic aborted
Panic aborted
Panic aborted
…
In prayer I hear no answers; silence reverberating; diving into the alcohole; perception awakens; shadows of godliness revealing; shooting up the star; unproven path to God; tempting faith alluring; hands trembling; mitigating
Awaiting the coming of night; fundamentally…the riffraff safely tucked away in their castles; securely…aisles left empty barren shelves awaiting; calling…daring departure down lanes of darkness; apprehensively…cloaked and hooded a swiftly concluded affair; refilling…safety returning nearing the ivory tower; speedily…once quenched the thirst; rapidly…the mist will manifest; surely
He did not regard himself as lost, that would have implied failure. To be lost he would first have had to set forth a plan of being somewhere else at another point in time relative to this time and this his current position. Secondly, he would have had been required to commence the transition to the other place and thirdly, somehow being unable to complete the transition based on intermediate location information. Note however that falling into a hole in the ground would not be classified as being lost, rather being stuck and as such would void any warranties. He wasn’t lost, he just didn’t know where he was, so he sat down, lit his pipe and smiled.
How do one cry
when tears are
frozen, a once
chilly heart now
permafrosted.
The crystals
spreading, joints
creaking, limbs
breaking, teeth
rattling. How do
one cry when
tears are frozen,
how do one melt
something so
cold