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Give me space
I want to behold the universe
devoid of light
take the stars and drown them for me
extinguish the sentinels
and murder the gods
remove the chaos equation
in favour of perfect oblivion
I want to behold the universe
devoid of light
take the stars and drown them for me
extinguish the sentinels
and murder the gods
remove the chaos equation
in favour of perfect oblivion
Literature
reflective
One minute you will stand watching prior moments drift past your fingertips on kite strings. You will think, I could not have known such things would fly away. You will think, I was happier tied to such fragments of time. You will think, My heart sang for lack of knowledge. My heart leapt for ignorance. Witness now--the mouth of a tunnel, think then on the other end. Close your eyes and fall backward, into the shoes of former selves, envying their blindness to this present. Linger. Then lean back into reality-- your future shouldn't need to wander forward alone.
Literature
Monster
It is in the forests In the darkness Beneath the ancient tress Buried in the blackened soil It paints the teeth-like outlines Of the mountain peaks It’s scattered in the air It hovers high above the seas It is in the oceans In their divine sadness As the moonlight penetrates Everything that sleeps It flows in grains of sand Their coarseness Its lust for time's abyss It dwells within all cells And possesses all minds With innocent insanities It’s inside of us More innate than the blood we keep You can hear it It roars when all is silent A being with no face A monster with no boundaries
Literature
vincent
I skated out on to the thinned out ice between cowardice and polite offense too difficult to face of cobblestone that led the path of commoner sense I was led to ask history never allows a follow up question you told me of a gentle night sunflowers and starry night all that was true was all that was right earth is cold, and the winds stood still illusion is ego, the favorite chill stood back then and is standing still. It is of words a mortal curse that fans that flame from bad to worst horse hooves call before the hearse tell me I am of doom and gloom and providence has filled the room I caught the game too late...... ice cracks deep.
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