All that remains: in afterlife as 'mainstream' blogger, with what little I know. 20k views |
cool. desirable. fire. craving. thirst my flame quench my thirst lost. misdirection. sign. deserving. nod your indication guide my pith. Aimless poet searching never saw you coming Would you just dare pull me down to kiss? Your cool desire like fire I crave. Lost without a sign in this pith -- please guide an aimless, searching... Shhhhhhhhhh Tossedx Handsx Timex Stopx I don't know where I was going with this other than I had a bunch of disjointed thoughts like words bubbling to the surface and then I started putting together the connections to make some sort of message out of it to send to another. It could be like reading someone's own code like morse, synophore, smoke signals or a ouija board. Examples not used here, but could be referenced in a similar poem. In my own cryptic way I try to understand myself so I know what it is I am meant to say. Well, then, the message is delivered and I imagine she hushes me, but return is hard and perhaps I am just hushing myself. The little x's are periods that come with emotion. It's like adding some force to get those words to halt at the end. Perhaps, they could mean something more. I only look at my note book and see them there and know the emotion I felt as I put each one down after those final four words. |