lost in equilibrium


quaint is this moment when i attain my center of gravity
among a perpetual deadlock of ethereal forces
nowhere left to exist...so i

slump down in the
swamp
the dull pain of eternal decay felt throughout
ribbon-swirled
bitter entrails flooding the plain
like kissing the very core of existence
through a glass windowpane
pressed against a bloodless heart i tremble oh i TREMBLE!
fear you
shy with secret desire
a passionate smile
a broken face with which i shift in season
never one with rhyme nor reason
painful dreadful guilt-stricken
how am i to tremble a paralyzed reality oh but i TREMBLE my love
love?
no
not what i’m looking for
hate?
the same...i page through the dictionary...start at the beginning...never-ending...so typical of
- A...apathy
oh but i TREMBLE my apathy
out comes the heart tears off the flesh skins itself alive and -
bleeds to death
ha, i just sit back down in my skeletal remains and smile at the fool
it gave all there was to give
life
that’s all anyone needs
just living is worth it
just being - human?
no
not what i am
alien?
the same...i page through the dictionary...start at the beginning...never-ending...so typical of
- M...metamorph
yes yes that will do
a metamorphic soul in hiding - or, rather, in hibernation
from the chill of reality’s frostbitter teeth
bite and snatch at the cave dwellers who burn in fire just to stay warm
that is i, oh yes indeed
me sitting alone here on the edge of a great precipice, awaiting the dayglow to light the
path home

*sigh*

oh silly me, what would the world be without winter?
a ball of flame, no doubt
a perfect sphere with no extreme




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