neurosis thickens, widens, stretches creativity
churning out –
what scorches, burns, laments will come later
when the end is seen.
sprouting greens do not see decay,
fresh clean slate eventually weeps.
weeps for dreams uncaptured, unreal,
was anything real?
smiles, gestures, help on an endless road
to perdition: eventually recognized what a thorn is.
did i ever hold you in my arms?
believing that was love?
did i? did i? did i really?
fragmented mind, parsed passion, stretched imagination
no longer wants to imagine what could be,
when reality melts
in my arms, a dying wish is silenced
with green sprouts bending low, caving, humbled
by torrents of living fire.
how they burn, scorch, erase
memories not longer seen the same way
for knowledge breaks this spell
of utopia, a child’s gaze into eternity,
no longer wishes for heaven.
let me out, let me be, just be
another stranger passing you by,
unwanted, not played, ignored
feels good.
neurosis webs closes in,
the mind blazes a thousand and one path,
closed roads no more,
and yet heaven has escaped.
flee, feel, hell’s inverted mirror
a dream carved from a human’s heart.
breaks, cracks, no longer able to sustain
illusions unreal.
neurosis meets logic, logic meets mind and mind
meets the heart, and the path is no longer open,
a gravestone stands in this mundane, banal, plain
the same words, the same speeches
made in life, repeated even in death
and a soul longs for a touch of heaven, for something real.
a scorching fire, a trail that blazes, opening a thousand paths
leading to peace, satisfaction, life, not the resounding
echoes of transactional exchanges made from a mind still
adding the numbers, is this worth it?
worth what? a lifetime of exchanges and a lifetime chasing dreams
finally able to settle down
in this earth, where heaven reaches out a thousand and one times,
a non transactional exchange, love spurned
for the obvious is resounding, an echo,
scorches, blazes the limbic system a thousand and one times
and a human must choose.
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