Crawling the walls inside my head,
scratching
At the barriers in my mind, feeding
my anxieties, unwittingly
The beast that presses in on me
There is decay, the stink of it is
everywhere
Leaves molding in the compost heap,
the off gassing of self-analysis
Full of rot and decay, the trappings
of entropy
Self-diminishment, pursuing the
illusion to oblivion
An equation for the will, spiraling
malaise, the slow poison of fear
Paralyzed by trepidation, lost in
the labyrinth
There are mirrored halls and corridors,
stretching
Forever, each plane is a door, locked
and forbidden, I am keyless
But I have a hammer, and am
crashing through the void
Digging in the earth with Leibniz
Plum the mysteries of my secret
world, caught in the reflection
Of the present, like Enkidu in the
wild
Adrift on a sea of confusion, as Gilgamesh
drowning
Caught in time, trapped in space, always
subject to flooding tides
Beneath the black skies on a
starless night
I have forgotten the moon, lingering
too long in limbo
At the brink of despair, the pit of
uncertainty, the abyss is whispering
I am deaf to it, I was never taught
to listen
There is a language to the soul, it
is universal, sounding
Down the pathway of my heart, the
echoes of reason beat my bones to dust
The destroyer comes with songs of praise
Cleverness is no substitute for, genius
we paint our demons
In a bright colors, the infinite
palate Leibniz says, and we dance
In the shadows of the ego, falsafah, the flowage of dreams
My Id crawls over me, like a worm
that never dies
The compulsion to fail, as it swallows
its tail, the serpent of Midgard
Kali comes riding with her pack of
dogs, each one a cynic
Barking
with spite
Philosopher
solve thyself
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