AnomieA Poem by lunarflesh(in)sanity.to break apart a hole drawn in the windowand forget that words must have some certain and plenty certainty and order and that be done in the process of pulling strings together to gather something stirring inside my self and to think it ends with end of every meaning now lost to me yes to break a part no one knew was kept hidden inside my self and to know it ends in a repetition of mute routines and a pain forsaken despair and joy despair and anguish despair and lack of a total order and lack of any and every and lack rejoicing in some side of my self and lack of will to break apart a whole in the window wake up to sanity in sanity and stay and lack out. © 2011 lunarfleshAuthor's Note
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Added on November 13, 2011 Last Updated on November 13, 2011 AuthorlunarfleshSão Paulo, BrazilAboutAll in all, the same changing self. But there are things I find I love through time: bones, leaves, botany, cinema, dust, coins, pigeons, suitcases, colours, the sea, fireflies, astronomy, anatomy, ra.. more..Writing
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