by Jason Morales
how navigate emotions?
which road to take?
where do I start?
would she still love me?
what am I not seeing?
am I getting closer?
throws & parallels
does she ever even look?
A playful Zephyr dances and delights
beneath indulgent Heaven.
A Prince who shouts orders
but will not walk among his people
may as well try to command the four winds.
Behold, a strong, addictive temptation,
much more dangerous than it seems.
We are ignoring a clear and present danger
to our well-being. If this threat emanated from
a heavy-handed oppressor,
we would see it coming.
This danger comes as a seduction,
an amusement, a diversion, an indulgence
that is eating away at the fiber
of our secure little world.
I am too cocksure, and so I breathe.
I underestimate the tribute
this dalliance demands, and so I settle,
listen and observe.
I lower my horns toward one who
wants to become close, sincerely.
Her understanding will spare any regret.
The Flood rises above the tallest Tree:
Amidst a rising tide of human folly,
We retire to higher ground,
renouncing this world without looking back.
Any direction is better than where we stand..
Several high-priority concerns
demand immediate attention.
All are crucial.
None will be denied.
Yet some demand the denial of others.
Like two atoms seeking to occupy the same
space, these irresistible forces
and immovable objects threaten
to ignite a cataclysm that could
irreversibly alter our world.
This is no time for fatal heroics.
I am at Ground Point Zero.
I remove myself from this situation,
I find sanctuary.
Later I may deal with these concerns
on my terms, from a position of strength.
Surrounded by nothing
But the nothing's surrounded by us
But it's just me in my room
With my eyes shut
When I was seventeen
My mother said to me
"Don't stop imagining
The day that you do is the day that you die"
Now I pull a one tone carriage
Instead of the horses, grazing along
by Youth Lagoon
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