Maybe you'll forever be my almost —
We almost made it
You almost loved me
I almost have your heart
You were almost mine
I almost got you
We're so close to falling
But you left.

Floating in an expanse, trapped in a room
the walls could be the ends of a universe,
or a martyr's doom,
and I count the atoms of its shifting embrace
it dances within sight, but ever out of reach
truer things have never been more curious
the walls are my castaway beach.

Endless journeys coil within me,
my mind is a boundless jungle:
the predators linger in hazy umbra,
while the prey lazily graze
with eyes diametrically opposed.
I am some sort of misshapen construct,
a being lost to himself, but a target nonetheless.

****** into the deep
from which secrets sweetly seep
I find answers to keep
demystifying puzzles caged by sleep
the malice in this wonderland
nibbles at the soul with perilous teeth
just to taste the suffering
of a man who's trapped beneath
beneath the undergrowth of the city
within the fissures of a sidewalk
betwixt the folds of a chewing gum wrapper
he is gnawed by the everafter,
the what if,
the may be,
maybe.

Perchance he truly listened to the bright void
oh, how it oozes soft, eldritch light
the essences of somber dealings with ethereal misfits,
whatsay he consumed the knowledge whose
questions
once consumed him?

We all imagine that he would be
empty of emptiness...
but is there such a thing?

I WANT YOU TO LISTEN BEFORE YOU FEEL.

I
Congratulate
You.

...

I understand now
That I am not
and she is neither
and nor are you.

In Life
is Man,
Woman  
and
Money.

And I am disgusted  
with my own state of affairs.
I am a HYPOCRITE,
(YOU COULD BE WORSE )
that a rat that is not a part of a the race
has a better chance of virtue.

I am not unique but
part of the equation of nature
for a upon a time in history
I was a "FEATHERLESS BIPED"
just as a chicken awaiting
the process of  
the roast.

YET
upon death and decay,
if I am not in history
as a statue to symbolise  
immortality.

I
will no longer  
be MAN
but a CREATURE
with bones undistinguishable from
my kind.  

These words are of a man
man that has nothing
to him and his time
but a chance to reflect on life's
greatest EQUATION
of meaning.

These are the words of the man
that lives like dog
he dares to speak his mind
a man we question his existence and purpose  
we call mad, insane and a savage.


His words will never shake you
if you question
WHY HE DARES TO SPEAK IF HE IS NOTHING?

Were you truly listening?


Question.
Would you lend an ear
to a
A man that lives like a dog
or
A Man that lives in concrete
bubble?

I want you to Think beyond the concrete bubble
you call safe.

MAN + WOMAN x MONEY(NATURE)=...............
whats your equation like?

©Hansmind, 2018