Stardust ConversationsA Poem by SazakuBrightness, darkness-- flip it again. Oscillate through nightmares with a Cheshire grin. You see black lines in white spaces; I'm staring at wide eyes in blank faces. Shook from the sight of a compromising remark, so why don't we dance together in the masquerading dark? Flicker to the rhythm of a lilting lullaby. Crest gently 'long the waves of a soothing tide. And when the sea falls still, and the starlight fades... when the world we love wakes up to lonely greys, I won't say a word, much less beg you to stay... perhaps just a glimpse of my tail before I can hide. Don't be too surprised by my abrupt absence. The shadows suppress my malevolence. Silence is only so effective a tool at holding your eyes submerged in wool. It wouldn't take much, practically a glance, against my naked narcissism's a*s to dissolve away this diaphanous mask and pierce my heart with your derisive lance. Maybe if you somehow knew, telepathically, what lurked at the limits of my periphery. The demons that deigned take pity on me, mollified by the measure of my insanity; so rather than beat, they joined me. Now we just laugh 'til the echoes merge to infinity. This must be what it's like to comprehend the fleeting few seconds frozen in between when a mirror first cracks its flawless veneer, and the last, jagged shard crumbling into dust. A million silver splinters of juxtaposed reality, all slightly-different derivations, single atoms of clarity. Fragments of a stardust choir, eternally hushed, and somewhere within in that mesmerizing drear, a crystalline copy of a lurid scene. Thought I rewrote the beginning, but I still knew how it ends... Suppose there's no sense getting stressed over repetition. We're nothing but the opposite of an intermission. Days, nights; ons, offs-- all merely a revolving door... Is it hubris or humorous to think yourself something more? Are you ready yet, it's your turn to play gargoyle, or have you suddenly grown fond of that mortal coil? ... I see. You must have a weakness for misery. I sought to spare your broken mind but it seems my mercy was misaligned... Well, before I go, there's one more thing I need to know... Are you certain you prefer this broken existence, or is it a fear of some eternal silence? ... So, flip the lights, ride the waves. Find that quiet place inside where you feel safe. I'll be the darkness, so this time you can be the light. I'll wait down here while you lift off and take flight. Don't bother looking for me, I'll always run away... because if you catch me, in the darkness together we'll both stay...
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1 Review Added on August 8, 2018 Last Updated on November 24, 2018 AuthorSazakuKYAboutWords in chiseled stone bear truths I can't bear to share. But I fear I must. ------------------------------------------------ I'm just a student pretending to be a writer, pretending to be a .. more..Writing
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