Body of a long night in the suns,
Existence as we know it.
Ocean of absence & matter,
Of gas & solid
In equal coexistence
Within these systems upon systems.

Time & motion,
The yin & yang.
The delicate balance
They maintain
Allows for each to live.

Without one,
The other ceases to exist.

Without motion,
Velocity & acceleration,
There would be nowhere
For which time to go.

Without time,
Duration & interval,
There would be nothing
For motion to travel.

we are pinned
like the cushion
of an elderly knitter
and next to me
a young private
chatters and fritters
fresh recruit
and I get the sense
runt of the litter
up and over
quickly gone,
I sit,
waiting for winter

the tears will fall
onto satin sheets
while a silk robe
clings to me
and i
a hole
simply trying to
plug the emptiness within
before it escape out

you can be outspoken
but with no platform
it's a virtue signaling
it's a priceless token
with no power
the furnace yearns
only smoking

stirring for you
from so far
as eddying currents do
with stars in the sky
in motion all around
as the tide tends to

how do you sleep
when it's a celestial body
you find divine
and sign your life away
to stay in the dark
to worship for all time

She writes poetry
As though she knows me,
But what a facade
She's really seen.
Only a surface glean.
Calm still water,
Digging below the depths,
Raging saline.

The old man eats his TV dinners,
He's never learned to cook.
He believes it's a woman's job
But he never quite has the nerve to approach one.
Sure, there have been some
But far & in-between.
They don't stay long,
Bar the ones who have been there
Not to love but to take.
But he was smart enough
To cut them off
And not ache for a connection
Even if it wasn't genuine.
He has sense enough
Yet, not exactly a kind which is common.
For he finds it hard
To stand on ground equidistant.
But what is normal?

Is it such a thing as loneliness or love
Which more people take apart of?
In love there is loneliness,
Just as in loneliness there is love.
Whether it is from hearts together
Who can't stand each other,
Or from hearts seperate
Yet readily love one another.
Is it such a thing as loneliness in love
Or love in loneliness
Which more people find themselves in?
Of the equal strength it takes to stay
There is someone stronger in leaving,
Of the equal weakness it takes to wane
There is someone weaker in longing.
Yet, of the unrequited,
These are but fancy words
Which don't always flower to fruition.
And love can be won through persistence,
But to some it is akin to attrition.
The foundation of it loose & unstructured,
Rather than unbound & liberated.

Perchance, by the eye which beholds;
Some think it cowardly -
Some think it bold.
To go on loving, nonreciprocal.
To go on loving, unconditional.

Just like all the nepotism today,
Narcissism is wildly popular-
In fact, it's good.
You should only care for yourself,
Forget about any platonic love for others
What use can you derive from them?

Reaching through echoes
Wishing to change what is,
Because what once was
Is past.
More than mere memory,
I could live a life off what we had,
But things elapse.
Time goes pass,
And all I can say is
Remember me

If it's not something others will do,
If their governments will not hold their leaders accountable,
Then we need the Paddys, the Svens, the Pablos to;
You cannot wait for a criminal
To turn themselves in,
For they never shall.
At their level,
They will avoid prosecution
Till they swim in the lakes of hell.
And meanwhile, how many
Will they facilitate in the deaths of?
How many innocents murdered?
How many must be "martyred?"

They call them crocodile tears
When animals muddy the waters
By disturbing silt or dirt
And thereby obscuring/obstructing
What is otherwise a clear view.
As like pouring wine into a cup of water.

this clockwork device
pumping inside
waves invitation
at any soul
to spur
feeling

to morph me
into a wicked creature
a monstrous creation
nature abhors
this animation

the only advice
i can get
is what I don't want to hear
or can't, yet
it's these traits that endear
unwavering commitment to being a better man
the day next
it's the anxieties and fears
that keep us from
being everything we can be

Where in the world?!
What in the world?!

- Poseidon

How in the world?!
𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝?!
Why in the world?!

-Zeus

Wanna test it?!
Can we ¹perfect it?!

-Hades

you're afraid of the fall
i am, the rise
it's nothing we haven't been through before
but in the here and now
the lies all die
if only, for your embrace
it was worth the ride

fear them;

for their strength
for their intelligence
for their rationality
and their unwavering pursuit of the truth
fear them

because they know more than you
because, in their strength, they are stronger than you
just like how in their clear headed soberness
they scare you
with simple truths
because of your refusal to acknowledge them

simply put
fear them
because they are repulsed by you
and can figure out how to be rid of you
and will be rid of you
when your usefulness dries

To conquer is to make a new companion.
² We are stronger together.

No companion can be had from a conqueror .
All must be equal.

For the inherent difference of each mentioned is too vast.
Such gaps can never be bridged.

¹ And the river swells
So that one can not ford it
Without some assistance.

mucus-like slugs, thrown to the wayside
ejected, from a chamber waist-high
a prideful ******
once full of lust
now listing for the coming
daytime

What am I?
I am Apex,
I am Human. I am
He who loves himself, because I
Truly love others.
Who walks weightless,
Because the air that kept us seperate
Is beneath us.
Lifting us up,
In a beautiful eruption of angels' wings.
The shackles of misery,
An enslavement to the self,
Are cast off
And we walk free.

babooshka
i haven't the time
for games
the mind can only be split so much
and do you parse through the pieces
you wring out
this wet rag
if it's tears you want
watch me weep
and anger is something i keep
to feed the furnace of my soul
and it's a ***** fuel
i need something renewable
but the miles just don't add up
it all feels futile

Charlie Parker plays
and a hot shower runs
steam filling the lavatory
the day
hasn't even begun
and i already regret
making from my bed
there's no sense
in stirring
when i already feel dead

ah man
did i upset you
with how i feel
and expressing it
*******
and eat ****
have a brown grin
god knows your nose
is already covered in

i was never someone to you
i was something

Golly, fellas!
Gee, ladies!
These folks.
Am I right, person(s)?

They say it's no fair!

Hey, if you didn't already know it-
I'm hoping you get the best.
Usually, that's by lesson.
And, wouldn't you know it,
You're quite the students!
I just noticed you were struggling learning.
So, I reduced it down to the basics!
You've just got to get to studying.
Of course, not that it's always obvious,
What field even peaks your interest?

Perhaps it's walking.
Perhaps it's gawking.
Perhaps it's trying.

But to what do they compare?

Perhaps it's sensation.
Perhaps it's thinking.

But who's to say
What that even corresponds to?
Who's to say
What those even correspond to?

The only you with say
Is the same to make the decision.
What I mean is;
A lot of things are going to get in your way,
Don't be your own obstacle.

i should be stronger
but i'm a stranger to strength
like a lone ranger
that runs the river's length
i go home
to see it taken back by the bank
and bushfires rage
crops reduced to soot
turn that page
to a chapter that's good
book bust?
change the story
be a space cadet, and get real far out
or a distinguished genius
decorated general
car salesmen
banana peddler

solo
cause how often
has that been a way
i have gone
totally on my own
maybe each hit
will be softened
close my eyes to the ****
going on worlds over
disconnect from the news
turn off my phone
it's all over
whatever was going on

maybe it's this generation
of instant gratification
that keeps my head
swimming
but i just want you around
take it; love, money, veneration
be my ruin, my downfall
my annihilation

Just a dose of nanites
Neural pattern alight
Optic nerve, perfect sight
Lightning strike down my spine
New image, cultured design
Reverberations through my body and mind
Recall undeterred, I feel it all
And at the same time absolutely nothing
The emptiness of perfection, absent flaws
The bore of excellence
Is the struggle forgotten

To no avail

you have said some ****** up **** to me
to think
of the thoughts you've had
and scrutinizing myself
over what i did
to breathe into existence
these rainy ideas

somewhere-in the absence of light
carry me out
somewhere out of sight
lay me down
and I'll tell the truth
petals falling all around
you can have them
if you want to

Vestal shores of youth,
Life! -Render once forth
Coasts, before every home.
Turn castles to glass,
Liken ivory to stone.
Our long mass, come to close-
Hunger no more.
What is achieved, at last;
The peace found within,
Begins to unfold.

i am a camel
humps swollen
drinking down
so much pain
this distraught face
once happy
now looks like a disgrace
out breaks
of acne
stress induced
you think you're the only one
you've read what i've written
what's the use

sleep is a euphemism
for the slicing of throats
for the slitting of wrists
the silencing of hope
voices that echo
shadows imprinted
onto flesh, onto stone
embedded deep into marrow
to cause ache in the bones
of souls long lost
never made whole

the sky that reigns above
remains a stagnant and still blue
an empty cloudscape,
a blank basin,
begging to be viewed

though brief are the stares we steal
as sight offers so many
we've little time, at least that's how it feels
and yet, we really have plenty

Sweat grips,
My teeth grit,
A symphony of groans.
Hot is the breath
That escaped my lungs.
Loud was the noise;
Rustles, creaks, moans.
Long did the hours draw,
Still coming to dawn.

How'd I start the morning?
Kisses and hugs.
Brought coffee to you in bed,
And your sister to school.
Threw your laundry in.
It's the least I can do.

You chose to insult me,
Never kissed or hugged me.

And can you take your stress out
On someone who isn't there?

Maybe it's all the avarice
The commonplace detachment,
Of trodden-life, taken as a game.
It is what it is,
The way things go,
A billion different ways
To say the same thing.

to believe all you said
what an idiot i was
truly, if there were something in this head
by now, it is rot
and i guess everything we talked of
was for naught
it doesn't matter
i balk now
at every thought

honest
i've never felt more the fool
never knew that i could lose
what was never mine

admonish
against overthinking
time not to be smoking and drinking
over planes falling, and ships sinking

a couple lines
to say, i'll be fine

And I watch these congressional hearings
And marvel at all the people in the room
Who are not politicians.
Marveled they are allowed to work like they do out in the open, have no shame.
When they extort your favorite guy
To vote yes, to sending another round
To either of the conflicts we're in.
When they blackmail your favorite lady
To a yes vote, for laxer taxes for our upper classes
For the businesses that fuel industry
But already bring home far too much
That you all made, but won't see.

story, after story, after picture
to craft a life
you don't live
to portray yourself
as something you're not
authenticity is of no concern to you
and everyday you do more to confirm
that to nothing
do you stay true

It was silk that was choked on,
It was wind which was blowing.
For the fly never is caught
Until the act of consumption!
Yet, if by consumption,
Is the spider itself conditioned?
What few arachnids shall spin no web,
Like few snakes whom have no venom.
Defanged or deglanded,
I suppose only fools make distinction
Between either of them.
Yet, if by the action,
Is the hand itself also conditioned?

i don't want this
choking down *****
why do you make me feel like this
i don't want to part
i don't want to say goodbye
but you don't want
to be apart of my life

you write of the gods
but i am here, on earth
my mind not in the clouds
with thoughts of saintly and good things
rather more comparable to the gutter
which isn't to say they do not linger
drifting through my mind
to see them brought to life although,
i should like to
and with you
it just isn't possible
not now