Thursday, December 11, 2008
when your eyes pass gaze over something
and they settle midway;
almost involuntarily but intentionally;
you would admire.
then emptiness creeps in from the
edges of the frames
and closes in soon.
it then finds its way down
your gullet, windpipe,
through your lungs,
and into your heart, in a hazy,
fog-like fashion.
in the chambers of your heart it resides, and
swirls
into forms so complex.
would it be envy, jealousy, even hate, or just
emptiness?
or often, it finds itself in a confused mixture.
this substance adds yet another layer
over the walls of the chambers --
functioning either as
motivation
or just a silent, dormant testament
of incompleteness.
as the heart palpitates,
will this layer of urge
just
thin out, diminish, disintegrate?
as the heart palpitates,
will this layer of void
simply
eat away further at the lining?
question is: do we decide?
mused at 2:06 am
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Friday, December 05, 2008
non-conformist:
"I do not stray from conventions just because I want to be different. I simply do what I feel suits me."
mused at 2:12 am
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