When words fail,
I love.
When actions are invalid,
I am able.
Where limitations scar,
I dare go forth.
Where the norms go to die,
I am found.
I am kept.
I am alive.
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 9:40 AM UTC
Catalyst, you are
hovering,
elegantly
chasing the
kryptonite of my being.
Cajoled helplessly into the sweet
heaven of improbable impossibility.
Eager to break free from the
canopy of a
knavish reality.
Confused in a different kind of
hue that traces the
etymology of a word so foreign.
Chambered upon a citadel of a
kingdom fortressed by shame.
Catalyst,
have me back my sleep.
Echt pain, yet bliss.
Catalyst, your effect I will forever
keep.
May 14, 2015
May 14, 2015 at 11:40 AM UTC