Globes

The marvels of science, dimensions and relativity.
The future is up in the sky, but the universe is flat and revolving.
The earth is round, or so my globes lead me to believe.
It is hard to keep objective when everything begs for an opinion.

If you don’t pick a side then you are everybody’s enemy.
The future is oil as opposed to engines run by steam.
The world is littered with grids, or so my globes lead me to believe.
It is hard to keep obscure when everything begs for my attention.

Particle accelerators are trying to recreate time’s beginning.
The future is leading towards our end in a vacuum of the purest irony.
The seas are haunted by serpents, or so old maps lead me to believe.
It is hard to keep recluse when there is so much that begs for creation.

And it is all so finite.

Angels have died at the hands of critical thinking.
Religion started the wars but science supplied the weaponry.
The Earth is so small and fragile, or so my globe is leading me
to believe, and wonder has come to such a sad dissipation.

Viruses, Us.

We did it.
We did it for the good of man.
You and I,
though we may no longer exist;
we finally did something pure
and good
in our own destructive way.

The voices rang
in our ears, “words, words, words, words, words.”
You and I,
We could only ignore them,
we could only subside our obsessions
for so long
before we finally had to bring them to silence.

We were told that
it would be
either you or me.
Well we showed them;
we both went down together.
By our hands alone has
the threads of reality come undone
and we re-started it all.

They call us unnecessary evils;
they know what we are,
they whisper our titles
behind closed doors.
“Devils.”

We were destined to devour
and give into our instincts;
our existence was viral
and our hunger, insatiable.
Please, if they just let us devour
and quicken the pace
so the system may start over;
it could have been so much easier.

We were told that
it would be
either you or me.
Well I didn’t very much
feel like continuing that game.
I had long since grown tired
and had no intention
of living forever.

Unnecessary evil?

The two of us,
we were hardly unnecessary.
You and I,
we were born to eliminate the other evil.
I have come to realize though, that
only then,
once one of us succeeded
does he truly become unnecessary.

The two of us,
we were born into this world,
but you and I,
we could only come to an end
by the other’s hand.
Once one of us is gone,
what would be left
but a meaningless eternal descent?

I had a better idea.

That we digest what we could of this world,
and that we spread this anomaly in the system
that you and I were.
I wanted to fuck it all up,
pick it apart,
tear it to pieces,
I wanted the system to corrode
and for the infection to be irreparable.

For it to shut down,
shut off,
and start anew-
back to a time before we both existed.


We did it.
We did it in hope that neither of us was to be born again.
You and I,
we destroyed it all;
we made them scream,
cry, and beg.
One by one,
until the system came undone,
we killed every man, woman,
and child.
We fought, and we won.
We did it for a new world,
a better world
without us.

We were told that
it would be
either you or me,
well we showed them;
we both went down together.
By our hands alone has
the threads of reality come undone
and we re-started it all.

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Trees and Such

The breeze moves the trees in such a seductive manner.
They dance and they sway to a song no one else can hear.
The leaves are plucked one by one at the moments
where the rhythm is most wild. When the dance is most violent.

And over many seasons she grows to trust him more,
he grows to care for her deeply,
and this dance just isn’t enough anymore.
Every spring he returns
and stays through most the autumn,
eventually needing to leave
her bare skeleton behind;
waiting for her to be born again.

Though she stays firmly in the ground, rooted in the soil,
her branches tease and seduce the breeze-
her, naïve and unknowingly beguile.
With their wild movements
of her limber branches release her foliage.
Her children
sail the tides of his winding winds
as she looks up at their games from beneath.

They flutter around, spiral up and down;
they jump and they glide
in circles or from side to side.

The breeze pushes and pulls, taking the lead.
Trying its hardest to uproot and pull its complacent significant other
elsewhere.
He wants so badly to take her somewhere she has never seen,
to show her that there is more than this silly little Earth.

He tries and reasons;

he tells stories of colors beyond her imagination,
past the horizon where the sky is a smear of textures
and glows a pink milky chroma.
Oh, and when it touches the day’s blue
and the orange from the East, as it melts behind the mountains,
how it glows, how it explodes into a glorious line of white,
then fades away into night.

“We get sunsets here, she replies.
We have our own days and nights.”

“It is not the same.”

He tries to tell her of past and present civilizations,
the wonders of the world and mysteries of modern science.
He explains how there exists lands beyond the sea,
and amazing stories all of the fascinating people he has seen.
He shares his amusing tales
of the hats he has blown from heads,
scarves he has removed from necks,
rain drops he has pushed into peoples’ faces,
and storms he has guided over cities.

Oh, and for fun, how he loves
to prove the meteorologists wrong.

She is still not amused.
In place of curiosity,
all she experiences is fear.

“My love!” He cries, “Stay by my side!
We can dance, we can sway,
and we can watch your children glide.

“Come with me, I beg you,
follow me, would you please!
I swear I will protect you
and all your beautiful leaves.
You may root into foreign soils
and taste new and rich minerals of the Earth;
if there is anything you desire,
I will bring your there. “

But there was nothing…

“Fine then…
“There is a castle in the clouds, whispers the breeze-
far in the distance, long past the horizon.
There is a world beyond your own,
a tower of crystal and water which you will never know.”

He speaks low and in a bitter tone,
until this point, she had yet to hear
but it still hasn’t really dawned to her
though expressed rather clear.

He offers her one final dance,
she accepts,
and this final sway most violent of all;
he removes her branches of all their leaves
and carries them towards the clouds.

They skip and dance,
they spiral and spin,
not one of them looking down
at the tree, now left alone,
forever rooted in the ground.

Listening to pretty Music

A hallowed voice shrivels in tune
as it tries to reflect the mind
that rests within the head
which analyzes the heart
the mouth is speaking for.

My heart is in my head
as my brain within my chest
confuses every emotion that
runs through it.

I don’t know what is a product of what
in whichever order anymore.

At this point, is it even important?

I am not blind.
I just see too much.

I soak in the surrounding atmosphere as a whole.
The pieces connect together
with lines so thin; they seem as one smeared image.
They intrude in on one another.
They can no longer exist without one another at this point.

So this hallowed voice
in quivering verse
echoes through the room.
And this is what is interpreted.

Is it right to blame myself for what is misconstrued?
Am I correct to connect what is so loose and shapeless?

As the notes are pressed
and strummed along with rhythm,
the voice ceases to let the atmosphere
take a mold of its own.
Then it ends.

Bubbles

My breath
leaves
me
in curious orbs,
floating
towards
the surface.
Like
an
army of ants they march
in chaotic order,
each
with
a purpose.

I see the sun,
wrinkled,
is slowly
blurred
from my vision
as
the distance
grows,
and is
filled in
by this
cool and soothing
liquid.

I reach;
I
reach
for something
that I know
isn’t really there.
My arms act
and
react
to themselves
in
instinctive manners.

They wrinkle
the world around me,
turning it slowly,
making
me
dizzy.
I can’t help
but
react
more violently.

From my arms,
leave
such curious orbs
joining in the confusion.
Mixing
in with
the
last
of
my lungs air,
I can no longer tell
where my breath is.

They float up
towards the sky,
or down
towards the sky,
to
the
sun,
wherever that
may be,
and release,
combine,
and merge
or
something.

At this moment
I don’t
care...
I
am
just
a bit
confused
and
I
am
tired,

as the panic ceases…

I think
I should
sleep
for a moment.

The Abomination/The Artist?

~

He wanted to witness something beautiful
from the inside
looking out
at the rest of creation.
He wanted to create a comparison
of this surrealism he had come to know
against the world his body exists within,
but his mind had long forgotten.
He wanted to feel the warmth
of his creation
licking his skin.
He wanted to make something
truly beautiful
which everyone may experience.

~



The smoke,
it still billows
thick
like black cotton pillows
as they rise
up into the air
and meld with
what was once a baby blue sky
slightly tickled by the sun.

A sun,
it appears,
is what this planet
had become.
The flames
tower
to the heavens.

And now
the sky is hidden
behind
a darkening tint of gray
turning black
as the ash of the Earth
falls back to its place in the world
where it was lifted from.

Replaced by itself,
the planet reconstructs,
but
as something completely different.
What was lush is now desolate,
and what was once alive
is now choking what is left
as all biology
is suffocated,
encased in an ashen shell.



~

He didn’t mean for it to go this far
but once you create something so pure
and wondrous;
the way the flames dance and sway
like a seductress
looking to rob you of your senses
by means of overloading each
with a lust for innocence;
it would be a vile crime against universal design
if it were to ever be kept contained.

He just wanted to connect
his consciousness
with the collective
by means of expression.
But rather than becoming
a part of their thought,
it seems he pulled them into his.

~



The smoke,
it still billows.

Then from the flames he emerges-
And
lingering behind his every step,
like a trailing worm, he leaves
a path of destruction.

Emanating from the center
that he has become,
an expanding wave of surrealism
envelops the world around him,
deconstructs creation,
and recreates it as his own,
of his own mind,
of his perception of his own image.

The very same place
he is afraid
to exist within.

Now there is no where left to hide.



~

It is hard to say
that he was never meant to exist.
Though he knew it as a fact,
it was hard for him
to understand
because he did exist.

He existed…
It felt wrong to him.
It felt off somehow.
As if he was somewhere
between this plain
and another that felt all-too-vague.
It is either too complicated or too simple
for the human imagination.
Maybe he was born at the wrong place,
or at the wrong time,
or in some other way
against design.

But he existed
here, now, and in this body
with this mind.
This had to be
because it is.

Maybe he is a tool of design
or the hand of nature
fulfilling his purpose in creation:
To undo it entirely.

Or maybe he is taking
complete advantage
of humanities free will
given to him by God at the beginning.

Either way,
what is
is.

Or was…

~



The smoke,
it still billows
thick
like black cotton pillows
as they rise
up into the air
and meld with
what was once a baby blue sky
slightly tickled by the sun.

As the ash rains down.













~
He just wanted to set the world on fire
as he lay within it.
And that is what he did.

He made us all a part of his sense of beauty

just before it swallowed him entirely.

And all that was left,
all the was left
was nothing.
~