explode brighter than a thousand stars in the night sky. rend the universe. create a new rainbow of our feelings, as we step onto this new existence. i have come to share a new beginning with you. no more ends. we will have things perfect, like we could not before. this is my new promise to you. we don’t have to stay here anymore. we are moving beyond.
here we are
one step closer to the future
here we stand
fading away to particles
technology
we can cleanly sew up the sutures
philosophy
we can document and article our memories
illusory
we’re only artificial intelligence
holograms
however, we lack the tangible evidence
cul de sac
a dead end with wires crossed
baby got back
but baby got no physical presence; she’s lost…
disembodied
just a ghost in the shell of a man
a hologram
a virtual unreality on the lam
hopelessly lost
drifting aimlessly through the ether
another home run, another grand slam
for the future fictitious features
here we are
one step closer to the future
here we stand
fading away to nothingness
anthropology
we can clearly see the picture
psychology
we can’t blame ourselves for that.
make me fall in love with you. for the first time. all over again. i am [re]born out of this cocoon. you are me.
one, two, three, four
flick the switch
butterfly hatch
from the chrysalis
i was reborn for
the forty-first time
from a lesser metaphor
and god’s a lie
caterpillar spins
the last cocoon
encased in the chrysalis
much too soon
life’s too short
to stay so still
evolution moves in
for the kill
one, two, three, four
jump on the bed
don’t even worry
’bout bumpin’ your head
taking the fall
is part of the play
if you take no risk
you make no pay
i don’t bite
and i’m not spitting at you
trust me, i’ve got
better things to do
i don’t know swag
and never heard you scene
truly, i don’t
even know what it means
one, two, three, four
kick the ball
butterfly fly
from pupa to fall
i caught four
up in my net
let three go
and kept the fourth as a pet
as a species
we like to applaud
both our hubris
and our god
but life’s too short
for blind faith hearts
i’d rather embrace
your body parts
one, two, three, four
come and get me
i’m not your pet
but i like when you pet me
try too hard
and i return in kind
the harder the better
in my mind
just like a young
bonnie prince billy
my words are your lungs
but the rhymes are silly
life’s too short
for the easy way out
i’m never gonna get
the sleazy payout
one, two, three, four
cut the lights
bite your lip
zipper tight
cut up hard
across the floor
i was reborn
to love you some more
some of us survived through the cold eons, and began to rebuild.
we eventually became extinct.
we had a lot of fun, didn’t we? oh sure, there were bad times. difficult times. times i wanted to cease to exist. but overall, through the ups and downs, it was all worth it. at the end of the day, even with everything that soured, my love for you survived.
it was a great journey. i thought that i would be sad when it came to an end.
now that it is almost over, i feel almost relieved… happy and content that most things turned out good in the end.
stay by my side, while the universe explodes.
you say i’ll never
but i think i will
you’re under my skin
and we’re traveling still
and i feel this feeling
i could like it my dear
i will completely surrender
just to have you near
’cause the salt of your skin
the sweet of your kiss
the gentlest touch
brings me to this
that you say i won’t
but i think i will
your grip is tight
and we’re traveling still
you have me captive
and i like it that way
and the truest truths
are the ones i don’t say
and you think i’ll never
but i know i will
and with great abandon
i am traveling still
how many stars are in the sky?
…do they go back as far as the eye can see?
your eyes were filled with tears when i saw you again. your tears were the oceans of overwhelming grief and gratitude. we had found each other again.
i didn’t know.
i know.
i didn’t think we would ever be together again.
i know.
i love you.
i know.
and that is how the revolution came to pass… quietly, without fanfare, without so much bloodshed. the sacrifices we made were not so physical, though we still hold the wound in our hearts.
fold the pages
you turned over a new leaf
an origami montage
of forty generations of grief
and the pain subsides
when you put your heart on the line again
a rollercoaster ride
translated through sign language
at the root
of the centrifuge with spokes branched out
to all your recruits
is the epicentre, pumping your heart out
with rage and love
and a blackened art
it’s a revolution…
lay the bricks you cast right from the start…
you built a wall around your feelings
a stone blockade
of forty storeys of concrete ceilings
filled with razor blades
and the rain abides
when you open the window to let the light in again
the birds cry
how you wish you could hear them sing again…
civilization built up around me. i watched my fellow man advance. great new discoveries, bold new sciences, tragic and beautiful heresies. but i felt cold. the gap only widened with you not there. i long ago gave up searching. a part of me knew where you were; that i could see you. but i was convinced that it had been too long, too many years, too many lives; that you would no longer feel the same, that you would no longer love me. it became more true to me with every passing year. time had withered my passion.
i had not made joyous sounds in so many lives. longer than i could remember. my fingers trembled and twitched, sometimes remembering the feeling of the vibrations, music over your body. but it was just a memory, an echo. nothing more. i immersed myself in the doldrums that was everyday life. i was a serf and had no drive to succeed without my muse.
you would think that this would be the end. that the story would end here in tragedy, quietly, a slow death. but tragedy is never so banal. there is still more to come…
in your absence, silence. there was no sound of music, there was no sound of love. the birds did not sing. the bees did not buzz. the flowers withered and died. the leaves browned and fell to the ground. the sky darkened to ashen grey. the sun disappeared.
for many years we grew further and further apart. at times, i no longer even remembered there was anything missing. the emptiness was almost a thing in the absence of itself. the darkness was almost a comfort. it helped me forget.
had we met in another life? were we ever together before? how could we be inseparable, when here i was, alone? did you even exist, or were you a fabrication of my mind; a whim of my over-active imagination? i thought all of these things. over and over.
in-between the years of our tribal infancy, and when we finally became an evolved civilization, there was a great big silence. i lived inside that silence… and wondered if i would ever see you alive again.
on the anniversary of your death
nothing much remarkable happened to me
i felt no immortal breath
no whisper of your presence, no sudden spirituality
too many years to count have passed me by
clear-cutting the memories like a bad disease
i stopped resisting it and i don’t know why
now i just do whatever i please…
had we met in another life
maybe the cliché simply wouldn’t apply
had we met before the dying age
maybe we would still be on the same page
on the anniversary of the day we met
nothing much happened that i want to talk about
i’m not gonna bore you by listing my regrets
one more crappy list that’s too long to count
i missed you horribly, and couldn’t wait to tell you
all about my dreams
i momentarily forgot, in the thick of it all,
that you were no longer here with me
am i the only one
who sees the irony here?
i should be the missing one
i’m the one with the fear
had we met in another life
i’d admit that you were right
right about everything
it wasn’t even worth the fight…
we were stunned.
it was like time stood still. and shivered a bit. rewound a bit; jerked forward, slowed down, sped up… hiccupped.
i lost you in the dark. locked in deadly embrace. the error of my heart.
it was as though i were walking blindly for decades. i could not see that which was in front of me. i could not hear what was whispered in my ear. i could not feel the give of your flesh.
i was floating in nothingness. depersonified.
i don’t remember how long it was like this. time was nonexistent. i became cold and distant. pretty soon, i did not want to love anymore. everything went dark. i felt my pulse, slow, erratic. there was nothing else left…
had we met in another life 