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Aug 2014 · 477
Trinity
cosmo naught Aug 2014
I am The Sun,
and The Sun is Me:
Everlasting life,
in the blink
of a Larger Eye.
Jul 2014 · 436
Weightless
cosmo naught Jul 2014
You've got a sense of gravity
that drew me into orbit.
My mind is spinning, spinning
so fast I can't ignore it.
I put my trust in you
like nothing else before
and suffer for it.


I gave too many chances
now we've made up a routine.
Why should we stay together
if you're somewhere in between?
I'd rather hear you say goodbye
than say things that you don't mean,
I mean, you're free to go, just know
when you're gone, my hands are clean.


You make a pretty promise
but oh, your words are weightless.
You get my hopes so high,
but when you kiss me, it's so tasteless.
You swear to guard my heart
and then you turn around and break it,
I can't take it.


I know when I am hurting,
you start to feel apologetic.
Once you know our history,
I don't seem quite so prophetic.
Such a constant state of disarray
surrounding us and yet it's
like a second nature:
Fall in love, forget my name.
Forget it.


You make a pretty promise
but oh, your words are weightless.
You get my hopes so high,
but when you kiss me, it's so tasteless.
You swear to guard my heart
and then you turn around and break it,
I can't take it.
Another potential tune for the band. It incorporates a few elements from some recent poems.
Jun 2014 · 1.1k
Gravity
cosmo naught Jun 2014
Your eyes
are iron cores
of dying stars.

I collapse
under their gravity.

You consume me,
and spit me out
in millionths.
Jun 2014 · 1.0k
Absolutely Apathetic
cosmo naught Jun 2014
Here we go again
with the delusion that the end
will justify our means.
We don't need to change
if our conscience is clean.

Absolutely apathetic:
Do nothing and you can't regret it.
A waste of time of yours and mine,
you realize, but you don't get it.
Absolute absurdity,
the lengths I'll go so nothing hurts me,
the things I know that should concern me,
but I just can't seem to care.
What's it matter when we're going nowhere?

There can't be a new beginning
when everything revolves around losing and winning;
it's more like time that gets away.
While my head is spinning
you try to hold my hand,
and, though my words are fitting,
you don't seem to understand.

Absolutely apathetic:
Do nothing and you can't regret it.
A waste of time of yours and mine,
you realize, but you don't get it.
Absolute absurdity,
the lengths I'll go so nothing hurts me,
the things I know that should concern me,
but I just can't seem to care.
What's it matter when we're going nowhere?

What are we doing anyway?
I started this morning just like yesterday,
but the world is full of lies and pitfalls,
greedy hands and worried phone calls.
I'd rather build my hell
and paint the walls.

So let's do nothing!
I don't wanna do a ******* thing.

We're proud and we're stoic,
but we pretend like we don't notice.
Life's too short to lose your focus,
or you'll end up losing your way
and start the same tomorrow as you did today.

Let's do nothing!
New song coming along.
May 2014 · 459
Honest Proof
cosmo naught May 2014
You have that look in your eyes.
They're down and away,
headed back to the shoes they were torn from.
The turn of your lips
shows your somber dismay,
done smiling fast as
the speed of the shutter.

This sullen depiction
of your disposition
starkly contrasts
the first of the shots.
If not for the latter,
I'm not sure it'd matter;
if any would notice or not.

So which deserves framing?
the one where you're claiming
a life in which you are content?
Or the one that confides,
with that look in your eyes,
how all of our time was misspent?
Which picture? the first,
worth one thousand white lies,
or the one that caught eyes
as they beckoned?
Though you tried to hide it,
and could for the first,
you couldn't fake it
for even a second.

I'll develop a copy of each of the shots
to put on your desk or your dresser.
I'll tuck the bad behind the good,
though its value is no lesser.
If a day should come and leave us
with both our hearts abused,
perhaps you'll find this honest proof
and won't feel so confused.
Dec 2013 · 2.7k
When We Argue
cosmo naught Dec 2013
use your kiss
as an elixir.

Let its sweetness
counter
the sour taste
my words leave.

Let its softness
knead my neck
and shoulders.

Let its calmness
soothe
my rapid thoughts
and breathing.

Let it remind me
I am loved,
and it is you
who loves me.
Dec 2013 · 965
Nocturne to Aubade
cosmo naught Dec 2013
Your perfect love is a sunrise
to my cool and easterly heart.
The light you bring seeks for me
after many nights chasing the moon.

With dawn, I lose sight
of what the orb ever meant to me,
as you drown its scant light
and silence the stars.

It's cold, always was.
You're burning, for me.

The vibrance night stole,
you restore and replenish
with every slow tick of the axis.
Color floods fields and valleys
I'd wandered deep in darkness;
dew steams to scents of summer
as I watch treaded grasses spring to life.

It's here I sit.
Lost on tangled paths
I was sure were meant to lead me,
I forged another, alone,
and built a home.

You shine in through its windows,
seep in past my walls, and,
as I watch and wait for you,
you quietly reach for more of me.
Nov 2013 · 917
Racing Time
cosmo naught Nov 2013
Looking back, it's almost comical
to think of times I've sought shortcuts
and found myself fumbling
into dead-ends and dark alleys.

I did not know you can't cheat time.
I did not know I was trying.

Looking around, I'm still in this town,
and all roads have led me to now.
On this route, I've been mugged
for all that I had
seeking the easy way out.
Nov 2013 · 1.5k
Glass Half-Empty Girl
cosmo naught Nov 2013
all of my journals
are graveyards
of half-written things
and half-lived experiences
with half-hearted repentance,
because i can't even commit
to being noncommital.

still,
flipping through them offers
a full representation
of the half-alive girl
who wrote them.
Nov 2013 · 551
Gardening
cosmo naught Nov 2013
I've never had much of a green thumb.
No,
I've always been far better
at burying things
than planting them.
Oct 2013 · 485
L'éveil Doux
cosmo naught Oct 2013
-
it's   like   the   sun   shines   through   the  earth             

on   us,    in   this   darkest   minute   of   night  before            

the    world      spins    back    around   to   face  the  day;        

      through   to    where    we    dream    together,   in   lofty                   

clouds   above   our   heads.   it's   in   this   moment          

                                   ­          I  wake

      and realize,

                          ­        with your                                                ­

sleepy arms

                                   around me                                                            

 ­      the   love   I'm   in.

                       enough    in    love   to   feel                  

           the  sun  in  only  its  sleepy  reflection,  cast                  

over  the­  moon;  to  feel  the  Moon  pulling   the  tide                

that   is   your    light    breath   —    in  to   fill  your  chest,                

out    over    the   arch   of    my   ear.    All   it  takes  to  fall                

                 in   love   all   over   is   your   hand  across   my                          

                                        heart & lungs;                    

                                                              t­o breathe                    

                                  ­                   you  into                    

                                              both.
L'éveil Doux (Gentle Awakening)
cosmo naught Oct 2013
Lately I'm so tired,
like an asteroid lost in orbit.
Set fire to a match
and now I'm burning for it.
But if there is anything
left I'm sure is true:
Honey, I am tired,
but I'm not tired of you.

Constantly so puzzled
when the pieces just don't fit.
Down the road, I'll work it out,
I feel so sure of it.
Oh, but when you kiss me,
who could care if that was true.
Honey, I am puzzled
but not ever about you.

For so long I've been in love
with no one but myself.
Hid all of the step ladders
and my heart on the top shelf.
The thing just gathered dust,
something I never meant to do.
But you brushed it off and now
I'm so in love with you,
so deep in love with you.
Sep 2013 · 47
what's your secret
cosmo naught Sep 2013
I caught a glimpse
of something that I like in you.
I'm spending all my time
tracing round your character,
chasing round your traits for it:
that one feather-light quality
that floats outside my grasp.

Maybe if I let you close...
(close just isn't close enough)
Maybe if I let you in?
(well, that's too close to see it, then...)
2013
Sep 2013 · 754
About her and everything
cosmo naught Sep 2013
My breath,
light and quickening,
candle flame flickering,
rose-scented sweat
     on my skin

Your fists,
clenched like iron grips,
backs arched to our tips,
bridging where we'll go,
     where we've been

But tomorrow,
in the sunrise,
with both of us here,
will you think about me?
or about her and everything?
The kindling you saw in her eyes
when she told you
if she wasn't his,
you'd be hers
(and if you not mine,
then her, yours).

When I grabbed at the sheets
and you grabbed for your jeans
Was it about your hurry?
or about her and everything?
Everything, everything, all of and anything,
anything that is not me.
Sep 2013 · 393
The Heart and its Chambers
cosmo naught Sep 2013
I can feel,
acutely,
the chasm in my chest.
Perhaps
it was Lewis
who thought and said it best.

My words are stifled echoes,
my mangled hands are tied,
and the heavy doors of Hell
are locked from the inside.
Sep 2013 · 1.2k
Our Alchemy
cosmo naught Sep 2013
The leaf and the petal
Earth elemental
Rich soil
from which spring sprouts spirit.

The honey and metal
Forged in a kettle
Will whistle
for all who will hear it.

They meet in the meadow,
this lady and fellow.
Ignite, and catch flight
on the wind.
Stardust and cinder
from fusion of splendor
return to the ether again.
Aug 2013 · 2.1k
Here's a Submission For You
cosmo naught Aug 2013
Smooth and sure,
like he shaves with Ockham's razor,
he's knocking on her door
at 2 AM.

What's more
is you'd think that it would phase her,
but she walks right down the stairs
to let him in.
Aug 2013 · 583
Addict's Change
cosmo naught Aug 2013
Fifteen cents in my pocket
feels like losing.
Each drag leaves me a dime
and five grams of coin,
a fiend.

An addict never gets his change
in ones.
Just fives and tens.
Jul 2013 · 735
Like Honey
cosmo naught Jul 2013
Quietly sleeping, maybe dreaming,
I hear your heartbeat over mine.
I like it better.

Not long ago we spent nights awake,
holding hands, staring past the ceiling
fumbling for words like kids
arranging lettered magnets on a refrigerator door.
So afraid of the feelings
buzzing in our chests like frenzied honeybees
and the sweet, simple words they made
in the combs of our hearts.

The sweet, simple words on the tips of our tongues.
Oh, I could taste them each time you kissed me.

Now we lie here,
quietly sleeping, maybe dreaming
or holding hands, staring past the ceiling
resting on the flowerbed our love made.
May 2013 · 615
But What Do I Know?
cosmo naught May 2013
What exactly does it mean for me
to wisely my time allocate--
abstain, refrain, to lie in wait?
What more, in afterlife, will I see
in living this life pleasure-free?
Have I opted out of golden gate,
if I, myself, do desecrate,
a Plan which may or may not be?

What precisely does it mean for me
to think instead I choose free-will?
Is there such thing as novelty
or is all written, so it shall be?
As the great end nears, I will know nil;
as I know not now, I will know then, still.
Apr 2013 · 560
Macroeconomics
cosmo naught Apr 2013
I've never been the type
to let my heart burn a hole in my pocket.
I never needed to be told
not to spend it all in one place.

But you,
you are an investment.

It's all currency-
our time and attention,
affection and joy.

I'd like to spend it all with you.
Apr 2013 · 478
It's Relative
cosmo naught Apr 2013
My    mind    spent     too    much
time engaged in senseless doubt


though  I  knew  the  thoughts
were wasted  I was resigned
to hear them out. After
much   attention
I could see
I



earned  release ;  in ex-
change for  my destruction,
I   discovered    inner    peace.
In  purifying   my  own  soul  I
see the  goodness  of the  whole
Apr 2013 · 1.1k
Slips and Fractures
cosmo naught Apr 2013
On my way from you,
taking the last trip down your steps,
I slipped on ice we'd watched freeze from sheets of sleet,
from sheets of jersey cotton.

I caught myself,
but not before thinking back to that fall evening,
to the warm rain that oiled the top of the stairs across town;
back to when, on my way to you,
I left him
and lost my footing.

Grace aside, these moments
parallel in a way that fissured not bone,
but my psyche--
defining at once
this new she who sought one,
despite she who belonged to another.

Oh, the things she did say,
this foreign half of me,
as, descending your crystal-coated staircase,
she heard herself, for the last time, speak.

We had both fallen so in love with the sound of her voice.

On my way from you,
I caught myself,
and let her, broken, fall.
Jan 2013 · 612
12:05 pm
cosmo naught Jan 2013
The overhang saves my parking place
on warm nights, too dark for walking.
Green and alive, it juts out above the brick,
a shapely mess of twig and vine.

By noon, I unlock my doors to find
that it has littered my car with seedpods.

Each with five projections:
finger-like, with digits,
like your hands, like your fingers;
sliding off my body as I pull away.

In moments,
I am half-way home
and my car is clean.
Nov 2012 · 800
Bad Seed
cosmo naught Nov 2012
I planted flowers in the bed--
I tilled the ground up new:
for daffodil and iris bulbs
to grow tall in your lieu.

Not lily nor mum,
no, nothing did come:
as did nothing of you.
Apr 2012 · 602
deja dreamt
cosmo naught Apr 2012
dreams suspend me
and render me breathless,
in transcendent bliss with you.
without tethers or binds,
so clear in my mind
is the freedom i've missed with you.
my heart throbs wildly,
from the feelings inside me-
for the things that i wish that you knew.
it's here in this place,
where i know only your face,
that i tell you i love you, and do.
Feb 2012 · 8.7k
electricity.
cosmo naught Feb 2012
my favorite part
is, I'm not sure
which of us was trembling;
maybe both.
Feb 2011 · 809
ingrate.
cosmo naught Feb 2011
today i bruised an apple,
i split him to his core.
all he wanted was to nourish me
and nothing more.

once a fragrant flower
fitted in a white bouquet,
he chose to be support for me,
and i cast him away.
cosmo naught Jan 2011
je t'écris les petits mots français
parce que tu les as entendus en anglais.

je veux être la seule femme tu adore;
tu voudrais, tu a besoin d'encore.

mon coeur te connaît bien,
et tu peux l'avoir, si tu le tiens.
if you know any français, je regrette si c'est imparfait :)
Jan 2011 · 1.2k
break's up.
cosmo naught Jan 2011
sitting at my job,
back in the lobby corner.
half-an-hour break.

no eyes fixed on me,
mine shift between the patrons,
coworkers, and boss.

when did these people
stop being happy? was there
a single moment?

or did it happen
slowly, creeping in without
much noise or notice?

tired employees,
uniform and all the same,
bleeding, same blank pain.

I have to look at
my blue socks sometimes to think
I'm any different.
Jan 2011 · 557
waiting for MTH 130
cosmo naught Jan 2011
sometimes, I think
you're a color,
that only I can see.
on ahead, there's a place,
in shades of you,
waiting for you and me.
Jan 2011 · 500
empty.
cosmo naught Jan 2011
I have looked into your eyes—
into your dreams and through your mind.
Watching you look over me,
I see naught but wasted time.
Jan 2011 · 717
5am
cosmo naught Jan 2011
5am
I like waking up
when I am feeling too warm
because you are there
Jan 2011 · 687
each morning
cosmo naught Jan 2011
You’re my sun.
You rise and I tingle,
Your rays spread and I sing.

— The End —