November 2009
3 posts
The Pilgrimage
halokittytokyo:
Do not speak of burdens and pain, for you know of none such as this.
Did you outfit the first expedition To a brave new world of grey— The first and only intrepid soul To cross the stormy deeps?
Did you pass low, lonely islands Shrouded in mists of loss, Rocky wastes of stony silence That offered you no harbor?
Did you brave the towering tempests Driving rains of salty...
Bullsh*t
It only took words
to amputate all that growth.
Your words as much as
Anything he said or did:
Your delusion is astounding.
You would rather tell anyone else—
The pain you feel,
The burden you bear.
Anyone,
but the ones
Who might help you,
Hold you,
Stand beside you.
Did you light a candle,
Or did you curse the darkness?
The tree rotted, yes,
Its strength eaten from...
Say Something
You’re as tight as a hunter’s trap Hidden well, what are you concealing Poker face, carved in stone Amongst friends, but all alone Why do you hide Say something, say something, anything I’ve shown you everything Give me a sign Say something, say something, anything Your silence is deafening Pay me in kind Take a drug to set you free Strange fruit from a forbidden tree...
October 2009
1 post
Why did you hide from us, my sister?
I’m tired, and I do not know that I can equal your obvious brilliance. Today, you were like the first nuclear explosion to us. One moment: the dreary, dusty, dirty life of the desert. The next: a blinding flash of light and heat, destroying everything in it’s path.
To think we left you buried in the conventions of convenience, like the ores that fueled that first bomb…
Why...