Excess

In its simplicity we find Ambiguity saturated in Space between our eyes and Predilections common coupled with Faith that has wrought A fiction we cannot escape Ourselves, in turmoil, we fight for Complexity that births A counterfeited ‘more’, all the while The first sentence spoken is Ignored and Unfinished

Partition

He lies, decrepit, Hunched over table and spine alike. Fingers sprawled onto black squares, With a screen that reflects a world That cannot be touched. He burdens his stomach once more. Squirming knots entangled, The thin man asks To search deeper, Further into the chasm. A dive towards the boundless Where he can be swallowed … Continue reading Partition →

Contemplating Complacency

In times wherein which the hardships and tribulations of entropy occur, we cannot help but momentarily falter in its sight. There is such a thing as a loss so heavy that it crushes all those beneath it. Whether it be friendship or love or life, there is no real emotional preparation. The bolt strikes, and … Continue reading Contemplating Complacency →

The Truth We Know

Crossed wrath, we deliver Travesty in Faith And Praise? Praise is unfounded In this scorched earth Commonality in mundanity Whilst it burns With our lives unmoving Whilst it burns God’s belittling of heathens and followers alike Whilst it burns There exists nothing For the devout For the gracious For the suffering Only the ones who … Continue reading The Truth We Know →

Rick and Morty: The Tragic Character

[It is assumed Rick's wife is dead, however, with this show, nothing is certain. This post is possibly conjecture.] In Season 4 episode 2 of Rick and Morty, we find one of our titular characters in Rick willfully isolated once again, with a poignancy that near-suffocates the atmosphere of its ending. For anyone who has … Continue reading Rick and Morty: The Tragic Character →

Mister Rogers Neighborhood

Condensed mist Penetrate our flesh And wet the pavement And wet the bars Steel engorged in showers Piercing the bleak with rust We trudge anyway A trek along cement “You'll never change!” The graffiti shrieks from a distance Melting alongside the broken glass Empty liquor amongst cheeky children We run and we slip and we … Continue reading Mister Rogers Neighborhood →

Inksmiths

Expression varies Wherein which words, Our words, Attempt to find frames To be held dearly Or mounted on a wall. Black and white or colored, Or a wavy screaming man, Or a grayish blue despondent. How about a deaf fellow Singing sweet, sweet nectar? Perhaps an affluent woman With golden eyes and nothing more? On … Continue reading Inksmiths →

Lost in Thought

I, whilst attempting to resolve my own psychological problems, hit the metaphorical bricks at break-neck speed during my late teens and early twenties. You see, several years ago I was suffering from what I could only describe as intrinsic loss/purposelessness. My mind and body were in disarray. As to try some sort of remedy, I … Continue reading Lost in Thought →

Leap of Faith

There are parts missing To this bridge Oak wood planks Molding and worn A dark brown rope Twisted a hundred times over Thinning visibly with each day Hazardously pontifying A dubious connection Thousands have attempted to cross But as fate would have it, Most have fallen Most have sunken And most have lost For such … Continue reading Leap of Faith →

I can’t swim

Submerged in thoughts “Where will I go?” “Can I move forward?” “What if I fail?” Quandaries on each impact Each breath Dammed tremors Yet, still seeping into my ears No oar, no paddle Palms smearing away Nonetheless, doubts Pacing along the edge Seeking comfort, seeking an alibi For not diving deeper The chlorine dulls my … Continue reading I can’t swim →