I Did Not

Photo by Paweł Czerwiński

I did not write the notes
the night does not glow
when i ride myself home
what come you looking for
in this land, in this silence

I did not dictate the providence
the causality, we broke up
that was yesterday, i forgot
how could i have moved on
it is my story, myself, i'm losing

I did not cry out loud
i was just a friend i never had
death and his lines, gods and their lies
i haven't made up my mind yet, or did i?
there's a  whole mountain named after me

I did not know the face of no-pain
the light is another sore in disguise
in my world, what is right, what is not
this young man's life is brightly parched
onlookers' discretion is ergo advised


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The Rest of Me

Photo by Folco on Unsplash

Clothe the sore warm

Leave only the pain ON when you sleep

This is your life, this is your way home

I once read about the dying elephant

The crying never heard; 

where's the rest of me?

What's left to wheel me through the days is especially gauzy

But you could read me, oh! 

you could light me on if you glanced backwards

And look where we are, look at the time trickling away, unmindful of us

The ghost in me wants you; 

the devil in me wants me, has me, tries me

But the angel in you wants something else!

Retrospective Jealousy

Sit up & look at me, what do I let slip?
I never knew the way forward was the same way backwards
I never knew retrospective jealousy would ever get the best of me
I never knew friends I had were foes in fox hide
Now I sing, oh how I sing! like a crying kitten in a string
Round my neck is the world, round my way home I trot
If we met, we could've been friends

#Fear

Fear is a terrible thing
fear of knowing the depth of your misery
fear of finding out that you are sailing great land of damnation alone
fear of biting your tongue when singing the song of redemption
because nothing's ever right, nothing's ever right
no, nothing's ever right

#Pain2

Pain is silent
Pain is deafening
Pain rolls you over to dead end and back
Pain knows no boundary
Pain exercise no courtesy
I once courted Him
Why, he loved me back