Blooming in the dark

10/24/13 |All but no more Nothing |

A hard act to follow w/ nothing left inside . A hollow vessel yet laced w/ antipathy .

While you were gone it died . While you have been away I lost everything .
& I am happy to be dead finally . & I am pleased to no longer be a living aphorism .
Now melting away into obscurity for a new fashion of unheard purity .
Silence let it be let it be w/out such distinct messaging to the masses saying : such
a hard act to follow . . .
I swallowed & excreted what there was to be said & now there is nothing , just
a vast rip of space w/out bottom w/out even chance to rot , because
there’s more coming . Another body of work will take place & perhaps they
will no longer come looking for trace of truth so boldly displayed that
they may be able to see something for once in between sheet & in between lines .

All that will be heard though is the deep ring of nothing possible to follow .

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|Still , however changing|

Rejection mass indifference calculating high ground for direction .
Same feelings remain : what love but no demand for happiness . Passage
to place perhaps I may belong beyond grasp or reach of anyone . Only another
love song in bed 6 hours minutiae of what time frame won’t persist .
In mine something swells reeling sweet dropping droplets waiting return .
Back discussion percussion words not misses w/ no need for flattery . Really ___
we have what we need . Time & patience , no rushing for high tide to elation .
True , I am changing . Rejecting pattern for another ground to own up my own .
It is worth what effort made for bond as change takes another world w/
different words to place , shifting whether understood or kicking the gut of
Banter . Not slander , but a loss of respect . Asked for by a slap .
I only know for one return . Scarecrow , not the crow , gets spit in the eye ,
not warm hellos . We’re past that since abandoned last ___ .