[a faith of crisis]
a)dearest friends:
twenty degrees centigrade / stereo on deep space mind race / sunny and clear with sincere / weather mirroring mind mirroring meditations (of you) / true, you know i’m a false set / i just don’t know it yet / soon though, this growth will begin to show signs of cancers / instead of my supposed answers / everything was just alright / it was cloudless or bright / sit and play jaded a few times / while this mouth spits a few lines / saliva curdling wonder of a never-ending monologue / proceeding out of this child, a delusional demagogue / and all the lines that i wrote / are all the words that i choke
b)capitalized father:
i am disaster disaster disaster (magic)
a soulmate-atheist,
for you see she’s unseated you
in my attempt at skepticism
(and become some kind of horrific deity in the process)
that one drive in march was all i had left
as the omens began to bleed into delusions
it’s all so out of joint (ruptured)
could you make sense of all this
how can one plus one equal zero
for the first time in history
(was it you who elected me mathematician)
hey, it’s all caved in like my lungs want to be
could you save me from saving me
(for someone i don’t believe exists)
c) …lover:
and every time i think i’ve snatched you
i slip and touch the wing
(crippling crippling crippling… and killing flight)
on second thought
it’s comforting to remember that right now
the only thing sweeping you off your feet is the wind
I find part ‘a’ to be difficult to understand. The other two I “get” more.
And I like.
Especially the last one. It’s beautiful and to the point.
Amen.
-jellybean