being purposely unconfortable is a game (to me)
it provides reasoning (artificial) but the rain and danger
are very much real and these tribulations
may they rain firm on me, confort me dearly.
chancing it hook by crook, each lie a seed to sow disaster and seal my fate:
may a wolf carve my skin and crow reject my flesh afterwards
in the rules the outcome is unimportant and the winner an afterthought
glasses a forbidden item for vision and clarity
take away from the meaning and ideals
in this too rain is the superior element
a pleasure to meet you, that much is certain
weathered by circunstance, some call it fate
denying actions that drove them to darker shores
where good men have gone lost and yet
I was not good to start with.
I was born by accident, late and broken
imperfect and unurtured, unable to breath
man was not made to be sustained by machine
civilization has denied me natural selection
evolution without reason is not paradise
I believe I was saved by a guardian angel
and I have the impression I saw her before,
and the empthiness of having seen her leave
only extends my angish and desire
only in the ocean I feel safe
in the weightlessness of a receiving wave
do my arms feel content and under no duress
water does not bite nor burn
in the scent of salt I feel reset and free
content, I feel returned to Eden.
Today I had a dream, no, a Vision
a callback, a memory reborn, found, returned
I saw, met, by chance, waiting for me
a friend, once lost, do my eyes decieve me or did my faith grown back?
have I gone mad? why do I sing to the rain, the droplets echoes of a childhood summer fever in grief
in the wrong month, wrong time, mismanaged accidental foggy spaces
no one told me where to go so I suppose I stumbled
upon a deep dive in the bottom of an ocean
that does not push forward, whose receding waves and low tide
confirm a link that familiar can only, truly, be a projection, a blur, a clock gone full circle.
never mind, the pyre spare no fools and smoke travels higher than my desires.
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