e n d

e n d

A Poem by Tim Lion

no egress

from this blackwater moment

 

the ends is here

the end is fear

 

a mountainous hole yawns

where an ocean of faith once lived

&

died

 

died

like everything

does

eventually

 

a man clutches his chest, collapses

a star explodes, implodes, falls asleep

a planet is eaten by the sun that feeds it

a god realizes s/he is the dopeful hope of a dead people

a sweet dream wakes to nightmare reality

a night falls and falls

forever

 

something mortal invented the word “immortal”

something temporary invented the word “infinite”

 

I don’t understand the weight

under which I stand

 

there’s a universe dissolving

on my tiny tongue

 

heaven and hell

are the cracks in my calloused palm

 

and, as I write these gospel lies,

my head is naked,

bleeding out in a hotel bathtub

downtown

 

to weep

perchance

to scream

 

the end is here

the end is fear

the end is

© 2011 Tim Lion


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Started off disliking this piece - not your usual style, maybe that was why. But, it's cool - very metaphysical and my goodness those 'gospel lies' you were feeding in there:

'something mortal invented the word “immortal”

something temporary invented the word “infinite”

...something excruciatingly cynical about these thoughts - as though one of deep religion begins to doubt and turns to philosophical formations. True none the less?

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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J.M
Please never change this poem - to me it is perfect as it is. There is so much in it that is beautiful contradiction and it encompasses such poignant contrast that it seems wrong to say the style should be anything other than what it is. For me it is things like 'a mountainous hole yawns
where an ocean of faith once lived
&
died'
that male it perfect.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

the repetition doesn't work here as well as it needs to. i feel like you're trying too hard, almost, to make the point that you'd like. the idea, wonderful, but i think there's better execution in you somewhere.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A breath of freh air for me, honestly, it reeks of class and times gone by, a very well written piece, well done, good read.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

it is so good to read you, I'll be by again

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Okay this is awesome... i love it, and love these lines and every line between 'em:
"something mortal invented the word “immortal”
something temporary invented the word “infinite” "
...(all of these lines in between too)
"heaven and hell
are the cracks in my calloused palm"
:D ... just awesome how this is thought out and written. It's different.


Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This left me speechless. Amazing writing, potent meaning, and an ending that leaves the reader wishing it wasnt the end. Suberb writing.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is simply amazing to me. I love the style, keep it up.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Started off disliking this piece - not your usual style, maybe that was why. But, it's cool - very metaphysical and my goodness those 'gospel lies' you were feeding in there:

'something mortal invented the word “immortal”

something temporary invented the word “infinite”

...something excruciatingly cynical about these thoughts - as though one of deep religion begins to doubt and turns to philosophical formations. True none the less?

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Depressing, but certianley descriptive and kept me moving down the page. I liked how you'd break the lines. Like here,

to weep
perchance
to scream

Posted 13 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

near. Near. The end of awesome.

Posted 13 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Tim Lion
Tim Lion

Lake Worth, FL



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Sometimes, when the moon presses her naked chest to my window, and my wife is carving the value from trash scraps, I feel like I may never be able to outshine my finite timeline. And the worst part is.. more..

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A Poem by Tim Lion



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