Generic informal-style greeting to all! It is, as always, an esteemed privilege to engage your casual disinterest once again! Particularly given my somewhat laissez-faire attitude has devolved into more of just laissez generally. C’est la vie, non?
We’re going a touch dark today. I’m rather fond of the piece despite its somewhat downer tendencies. Like Eeyore.
“Star Blight”, December 26, 2019.
I wish no one subjected
To a black hole formed inside
Having been so infected
With such galactic divide
Matter’s pulled towards this crypt
Where light and laughter perish
Course along preordained script
And resign all you cherish
Rearranging organs and
Universes much the same
Reshaping unique to bland
And our joie de vivre as shame
These pits have a finite life
At least in physics theories
Which may or may not be rife
With grand unanswered queries
Whatever position then
Cosmic vast or soul scape bound
We’ll at last be at ease when
Rapture’s catalyst is found.
I thought to leave the term “rapture” ambiguous so feel welcome to interpret however you so choose. As far as words having antonymic dual meanings that one takes some varietal of gateau for sure. Consider it a, “chose your own adventure”, you just have t build the own ending yourself. LITERALLY chose your own damn adventure, blank mental page, and… go.
No one’s listening to me anymore at this point anyway so I’m just going to sneak out in clandestine fashion.
Hey! *Vehemently pointing* Is that a hawk!?
(and I’m gone)
A broken mind held together by cellophane and some tack.