Burgandy

Burgandy

A Poem by night/light
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Rawr

"
massively traced
contraband contacts
pages of a book squire
verbal telepathy
up tight and submissive
to the words that caress
though appearing to be
made for discussed meaning
quietly deliberately masked
theme-ing, and believing
the way 'things' are 'supposed'
to be
well I am not a thing,
and there is nothing
here i am as i am
but oh, how i am not
the sulking that is soaking
in all around the massive sphere

paper thin disguise
of the disgusting manner
that those who preach words of hate
work their way inside your brain
they slither in with compliments,
and how you appear better then the rest,
how you can be everything that they require,
that you are more than an object of ephemeral desire,

but are we not each temporary?
are we not each somewhat contrary?
why deny the subtle meanings beyond dreaming
in that place of no return, where we do not
because we are there, running to be caught

i don't not know by what
but i hope that it is like a summer raindrop
or maybe comfortable coffin to delay in,
the next ideology that i will be representing

but here is a message
to the oh so wise ones who think
they rule
a mindset destructive to the soul
yet they are so scared of suffering
denial

though they walk on the throats of others
and they create havoc
chaos for good intentions
that will blossom anyway

you learn this once you cheat yourself
of the world

you see so many others

don't distract yourself
or distance yourself
unless you don't like what you see there
but why would you look
if there wasn't a you who wanted to be shook
awakened from a dream
of trying to please those with insatiable lust for dominion
over 'life'
over others lives and happiness
they are delusional
for they fill their lives with hate
when we are all the same

insanity can be illusory
yet just as the rest of meaning is about
being truly loved
unconditionally

a shadow on the wall
a flame that burns forever
a painting that drives you to madness

if you have been paying attention

madness i defend into
i can resolve it

science of the spirit
can solve any qualm
silent and calm
moving beyond
to a new world
passed
through,
over
a
void
of
lies

they will not trap me
there fore
you can make it too
just realize we each know about this
nothingness becoming
our soul connection

stop describing it
live it
and for it
and by it

i mean
sonder
.
wonder
what is the true meaning
of difference?
it seems
acceptance

© 2012 night/light


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