I cannot speak, I cannot hear
I shall not feel, and I do not think;

For I am a stone,
that is better to be thrown away

All.
Not one but all,
No true hate was ever born
without love abandoned,
rejected, abused, or scorned
Love is every positive and negative
facet of emotion
Divine and literal

Its wealth disguised by its true name -

Agapi.

Without this blind fumbling fool
We are of no use, no consequence,
no matter.
Where there is no love,
there is no existence
Only inertia.

Your deepest hate
is your deepest love in reverse
these can never be separated;
except by degrees.
like a galactic elastic band;
as far as you go for one,
you will enviably be flung to the other.
That's how energy survives,
it changes form but never dies
and life is love in all its forms

And

You are its expression devine

Are you a painter of lost shadows?
A drawer of fearful silhouettes of troubled memories.
Do you have a paint brush that loves being diped in deep black ink?
Coz I got pitch-black issues...
And one of it is how bad I want you to dip into my soul...
You will find all the dark ink and paint you need...
Slowly, paint my choked brokenness on paper.

I used to think
it was our
destiny,
to walk on water
together

Nothin would bring us down

But it's been years
since we sank
below
ocean-spray's
spirited mist

I often
reflect upon our
love lost, like
the buried treasures
trapped in sunken ships

My desire to dig you up,
magically, have you again

Like the crashing waves
that break over
the sharp and rocky jetty

I break
💔
over the memory
of us