Tuesday, October 20, 2020

Undergird By Irrelevance

 

some tear in region so steep so inclined to claim me. wolves in packs tearing conscienceness as destroying innocence so cursed so nervous or overreaching. by darker concrete by terrorist abstracts too much to sail in treasuries. some lost adored creature, so much rain, science floods by essence to reach as accused by silence. by battles to unglue by warriors to draw perfection where a daughter might have certain categories. so digested so moved where essence is different from alpha to omega. I would die in lies it was heaven in honesty while nothing is permitted to go wrong. a scientist at marrow a religious at meta-science while we need to believe in our winter. so distinct from each other so much calculation or a camel a desert & no way to parachute. it has been us it has been insanity while we hated our spotlight. in communication as people know you by those travesties you create. but pain to me, never remorse, while I spoke credibility into an issue. they never consider those facts or privileges while trying to prove some dejection. it would live in theory it would die scientific measure where it passed through due to poverty. so much in you so little in me while source is but iron & gut. I have needed some peace. I have counted sheep. I have tussled or torn wee hours. to stew formaldehyde to sew discomfort or to kneel close to an infant. by corduroy those nights. by anxiety come spring. while orange parades by atmosphere. so shorn by you so agitated by you where it seemed so normal according to you. by anxious capacity by dreary compatibility such a soft beginning; where nothing is reality or essence is chastised while one is set on something vague. to love a new feeling where most are obscure as treating a person like a minor escape. to mate in arms. to need an excuse, or to whisper softly, “This was a mistake.” I can’t condone what has taken place where reality is often cold. it has indifferences. it gives what was sought after. where it decides after the fact. or has it been present, decoding something tacit, where it receives only to discount itself. 

by miracle to outwit dice if but rules or standards to abide by such. surefire consensus or to silence upon essence where most elements are manipulated. a soul with child as never such love addicted to a violent habit. so much grief so little joy where remorse seems so heavy. I have lost us I was never a suitor I disappear with demons at my nape. such windy chimes such fireflies at night such an affliction by light. to live in shadows or to voice come hell while forced under levels of earth. cameras shielding facing. interviews going sour. or humans feeling constricted. I would love by advice or face a million stars so celebrated for something indecent. as fire touches underbrush as souls flee into havoc while chemicals are warfare. so much impending such muzzles on media while we celebrate some feat in its makings. by tender beauty by tender child where someone failed at our helm. to renege on innocence to convolute innocence where there is little space for innocence. so much to live for so little to die for while minutia is given credence.        

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