Fail

please don’t try to talk to me

can’t you see i just want to be left alone?

what’s makes you hold such regard

for the pleasure of you company?

are you suffering from communicative dissonance?

no, i will not look into your eyes

i did everything i could to avoid you

the audacity of your presumption appalls me

what unfathomable circumstance must you have suffered

to lead you to such a state of misapprehension?

why is it that you persist so ardently?

were you raised by a pack of wild wolves?

you’re precisely the reason i dare not venture out

it’s people like you that make it so

people like me cannot function in society

please stop talking

i’m not listening to a word you’re saying

don’t you have anything better to do?

how do you not understand this?

any person with half a mind would have gotten it by now

you must have it really bad for me

god! you’re so pathetic! please go away already!

now you’re really starting to piss me off

don’t make me do something we’re both gonna regret

that’s it! now you’ll understand what i mean once and for all!

i’m sorry what was that? your foot?

i’m standing on your foot?

why didn’t you just say so in the first place?

 

Precipitous Parting

i held you in my eyes of twine
heavy lidded, in heaven’s fallout

at the garden of impressioned impetus
were petals adrift of quelling aquarelle

destined for reveries resting on bezel
should rays of radiance concord

as does every elegy effuse essence
come astral flights of wastrel mien

crestfallen cries affecting acrimony
as chemicals crude, and ghost collide

solace sought in trails of tined stinging
when souls embark to hearken home

a breathless whisper winces wistfully
e’er stilled by stay of loss allayed

Art and Artifice

art and artifice
polarities
implicitly aligned
timeless
structures strewed about
abstractions
born of suffering

whimsical woes
weave what is reaped
obscured
by the dimness
of expansion
forging
through temporal constructs
arriving
at imminent eminence

the flagship is abandoned
as its author
sinks
into the plundering depths
of a tapering relevance
prudence eclipses propriety
its elements
soon omitted

remnants lay errant
apparent to none
artifice
begets artifice
as art
is forsaken

Failed Words

i hear my words encrypt my thoughts

as deftly as they soon appear

layered attempts to obfuscate

the discourse of my mind’s duress

 

neatly tucked in wisps of whimsy

affectations strung like beads

set upon a single strand

bearing down with every breath

 

poring over my life’s learnings

laboriously languishing

in search of vainglorious displays

to shield me from such stark reflection

 

these notions superficialized

trivialize my truths

for all that i require to say

stripped of grandiloquence

is infinite in its simplicity

and speaks loud as the sun

articulates the ineffable

understood by heart alone

 

my words have failed me once again

by succeeding to obscure conation

poignancy as parody on parade

in pandered prose most profuse

Leggo Your Ego

once again it is your friend named maximillian
sending forth my message to forgo virilium
take that frail pathetic ego put it on the shelf
for history has proven it’s the bane of global health
everything it’s taken far exceeds any returns
for all that it has done has set our every bridge to burn
connecting us to any shred left of humanity
it flourished in the darkness of our own duality
corrupted every heart with greed and self-serving regard
entrusted in the hands of men who sought to own the stars
with ample resources to educate and sate the world
they chose instead to hoard wealth in their pockets lined with purl
reaching heights unknown atop mountains made of bodies
quiet desperation of the masses’ misery
toiling til the only freedom they would ever know
granted their release from the eternal push and tow
the moral of my rhyme is one of simple consequence
focus your heart only on that which bears relevance

Phantom Proximity

what is this
this intangible void in which we invade this same space
energies exchanging pleasantry
impassioned, please
the pull of our plight fall elsewhere
 
behind numbered masks
bound to the task of liquid lines
faintly flickering free from threat
as threadbare risk complacent
 
i sense the scents composing inference
how can i say what cannot be seen
your palm caress
a warmth mistaken
 
the truth that lingers loudly
encompassing like lumberingplumes
halting at our phantom presence
outlining arresting proximity

Defying Silence

fuck the ceiling, looming like tomorrow’s marquee
gaudy flashes from which i must turn
for within lies the ever-present artifice
skulking in dungeons of impulsion

fuck the floor, a cold mirage of hope
rife with arbitrary voids
no measured step bears relevance
pits of quicksand amid houred glass

fuck the door, weak and hingeless
prison cell of self-appointing or shielding from the shrill
one false waft of breath not bated
crumbling point of worlds divided

fuck the words, defying silence
skies of doubting look upon us
laughing in these measured steps
jarring with observant hues

Ah, Humans

ah, humans being
so wont to not be gotten
so want not to be forgotten
besotted with perpetuance
e’er naught bearing consequence
for quietus looms nigh
as riotous cries are uttered
vying for immortal conquest
dressed in coiled entropy
whilst self-appointing eminence
a burdensome sight
in piteous plight