Muse
...musing since January 18, 2004
Absence
8.21.04
Disappearing within the moment
This moment, where the absence of light
Seeps and deceives us into believing-
That it is something less than the unordinary
Plaguing the brains, founded firmly upon this ground.
Plagued through the black sickness
This sickness, the absence of heat
Pounding and pulsing into existence-
That which was never meant to be explained
To be held, to be withheld or memorized
Into something beautiful.
Memorizing your beauty
This beauty, shining within the absence of love
That this world may present towards us
Hoping we’ll be force-fed into minions like they aspire to be
But aspirations are not kin to hope-
Their shallow hope which so portrays the emptiness
The absence of love which they dwell beneath...
This absence of light, of warmth, of all
Within it, eyes are opened
And the cold darkness smiles
For their world is fragile
And I break their philosophies
With a simple breath of “I love you”
The pain which pained us so disappears-
And we are no longer plagued by the memorizations
Which hold nothing but an absence I can never succumb to.
<--- fall into my patterened tears... [return]
<---<--- catch me as i fall? [CS]