and we're standing with our palms to the sky, praying that God will bring rain. Praying that reality will bring some relief.
And I'm sitting here, much too late for me to be real, and ranting and raving and pretending to be philosophical.
What shit.
Standing on the edge of infinity, on the very border to the reality that could be eternity.
and I'm turning away from it. Turning into it. Transforming from simply disjointed limbs and unseeing ears, folding into broken shards and full length mirrors.
Because everywhere I look, there is still you. There are still eyes watching, and floating dots, and scrambling seagulls.
And the serpent of the garden, and the siren of the ocean are both hungering for me, calling for me.
begging me into their destruction.
and the eyes are still watching.
And the serpent is promising me so much, and the siren call is so sweet and terrifying.
And so now I stand, on the crossroads of infinity and eternity. And even now, I feel the need to be struck down by lighting, to be torn into two so I can step out of my own body. and into the incandescence of heaven.
and so I don't sleep, because I fear the dream I had what seems so many eons ago. And I don't sleep, because I fear what might happen while I'm asleep.
and you will read this, and read it too literally.
and you will run from me.
And I don't sleep, because I can still see the way it will all turn out.
and I still cannot break free from any of it
from all of it.
Because my hair is now red, and my blood is now muddied with the mud from the sewers. and my eyes are full of blood, and my lips are full of love.
And even now? All I want to do is save you.
the world is burning
ReplyDeleteand the world is bigger than this.
I... well, I always return to moments when I was with him, even now. As if there's something sacred to them, something otherworldly. And I breathe it in, and I feel it, and take it with me here. And you do the same. We can bring it into the present. Their mark is in our eyes, in our tongues, in our words... and when it spills out we're sure that everyone was waiting for the moment.
There's sure to be a constant echo that you will never be apart.
But the world surprises us when it must.
to try to make attempts to live here.
make attempts to survive.
to grasp the unseen
and bring it home.
Just keep in mind that they're on the other side of the world forgetting.
remember to remember to forget that they forgot.
They all will eventually.
Humanity will fade everything away.
as will we.
eventually, being a key word.