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Fucking Zen


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Nothing is permanent
We thought
Simultaneously

Stoic
Sober
Prepared

We have this
This moment
Be it euphoria
Be it torment
Or most likely
Just existing

She looks at me
And just knows
I have no future

I glance at her
And feel
Her pleasant
Apathy

For us there was
No tomorrow

Imagine our surprise
When the future
Arrived
Like tip toes
It snuck in

Now in this second act
I can almost see
The place where
The second hand
Stopped

The world became so
Busy
Swarming
So perversely obsessed
With more
With next

I still have no future
Distant like stars
I still feel
Her pleasant apathy

Reality has never
Seemed so unlikely
As we watch the players
Act out tragedy and comedy

But we have this
This moment
And in it
All we have to do is be

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Fucking Zen


Nothing is permanent
We thought
Simultaneously

Stoic
Sober
Prepared

We have this
This moment
Be it euphoria
Be it torment
Or most likely
Just existing

She looks at me
And just knows
I have no future

I glance at her
And feel
Her pleasant
Apathy

For us there was
No tomorrow

Imagine our surprise
When the future
Arrived
Like tip toes
It snuck in

Now in this second act
I can almost see
The place where
The second hand
Stopped

The world became so
Busy
Swarming
So perversely obsessed
With more
With next

I still have no future
Distant like stars
I still feel
Her pleasant apathy

Reality has never
Seemed so unlikely
As we watch the players
Act out tragedy and comedy

But we have this
This moment
And in it
All we have to do is be

For Those Who Endured


When I was 13 the world was dead
My eyes saw
Only the enevitable decay
My soul felt only destruction

A kaliedoscope collection of misfit kids
Freaks adorned in thrift store costumes
Wandering the streets in the dead of night
Crunching leaves beneath
Shoes afflicted with holes

It’s strange to grow up
With no supervision
It’s surreal to watch
Your heroes fail
Themselves and you

  I watch us now
Older
Some of us repeat the mantra
I will never be like them
Some have become phoenixes
And some…
They embody the Uroborus
Devouring themselves
In a cycle of ruin and rebirth

All the while I am staring into the void
Climbing the highest cliff just to see
If this time I will jump
There is a fine line between bravery
And recklessness
And I am yet to figure out where it is

But I can say this
I am happy
The world has never been more alive
My scars only remind me
How beautiful these freaks
That I love so desperately are

We are the ones who live through the nightmares
And keep our dreams alive

Asteria


My head is fuzzy
Thinking through wet cotton

5:22 in the morning
Sunrise coming

Duplicitis calm
Enveloping me

A misleading
Witching hour

I cling to the last
Vestiges
Of the quiet night

Slumber calls to me
A hushed demanding

I close my eyes
Feel the weight
Of this eclipse

Only to open them
So that I may
Revel
In this blind silence

I let the nightfall
Gently kiss my lips
I let the silence
Caress me

The stars blanket me
I wrap them around me
Softly
They soothe me

Somewhere between
Dreams and reality
I inhale
Breath deeply
Taste all the possibilities

Insomnia has teeth
When the mirror reflects
Your face

But in the silence
When nothing exists
Except for you

There is peace

Asteria


My head is fuzzy
Thinking through wet cotton

5:22 in the morning
Sunrise coming

Duplicitis calm
Enveloping me

A misleading
Witching hour

I cling to the last
Vestiges
Of the quiet night

Slumber calls to me
A hushed demanding

I close my eyes
Feel the weight
Of this eclipse

Only to open them
So that I may
Revel
In this blind silence

I let the nightfall
Gently kiss my lips
I let the silence
Caress me

The stars blanket me
I wrap them around me
Softly
They soothe me

Somewhere between
Dreams and reality
I inhale
Breath deeply
Taste all the possibilities

Insomnia has teeth
When the mirror reflects
Your face

But in the silence
When nothing exists
Except for you

There is peace

Stardust


The universe upon first look
Embodies chaos
Our eyes
Our souls
We can’t comprehend

Something so vast
Something so old

So we look at the pretty stars
We feel small
And try to forget
That those pin points of light
Burn and die

The universe spins
It dances it’s immortal dance
As it laughs
We stand in awe
With stardust in our veins

It all seems so mundane
In this existence
We dismiss that
These burning things
Are the light
The spark
That dwells inside

Energy
That if only
We let ourselves feel
Cannot be destroyed

Our souls exist
Beyond physical death
In the way that we loved
We are galaxies

There is comfort
In the night sky
For those of us who
Can feel it