Tag: writing
#15 ~in the moment~
what is there
to look up to?
-this infinity
-this cacophony
of everything
the forever
unfinished
forever beginning
singularity
dogma
soaking up
time
sinking until
there is no
depths left
to descend
and then
it all
restarts
in the mere
overturning
of a page
#442 faith. 8
like the blood
in your veins
knows not pleasure from pain
#440 faith. 6
a flowing warmth
percolates
the emptiness eating away
#438 faith. 4
blinded by
the light
credence taking flight
#14 ~in the moment~
to meet a friend
after an eternity
and get dissolved
in the conversation
the rendezvous
has no perimeter
or defined loci
just ghosts
conjured from the past
to stage this
spectacle
a memoriam
of a time that
together
we carry
somewhere lost
under the weight
of all these
breaths of life