Nolan Bucsis

Nolan Bucsis 2d

Ordog

The venom
Of
Scorpion,
Pierces through
My flesh
And,
Stings.

I am compelled
To
Dance in a mad
Scramble,
As the poison.

Takes hold.

My ego is about
To die.

Tripping on some divine
Archetype,
Of change-
Transformation,
Tinged with the death
Of self.

Nolan Bucsis 2d

Truthfully

I am enshrouded
In Eternal
Darkness
And
I never asked
For there to be
A light.

Perpetual
Night-
With nothing
But the
Enveloping
Dusk.

Nolan Bucsis 2d

Self Reflective

I have
become
Something imploding.

Something pathetic,
Wrapped up in my
Personal
Iconoclasm of apophenia-
Seeing signs
That make no
Sense-
Except
In an ambiguous way,
With something you might.

Have.

Thought.

Just a passing figment,
Of my imagination.

Some kinda abstraction,
Rotating in
My.

Mind,
It's quite broken,
I assure you.

And,
You wouldn't be the first
To
Get
Confused.

Nolan Bucsis 2d

Tangential Nothings

Somewhere across the
Noise.

Someone died
And I was glad-
it-
Wasn't
Me.

I have shallow
Empathy
And don't mourn
My losses.

They lived
Longer
Than I ever
Wanted
To.

Still. I
Persist
In this miserable
Monotony.

Lucky,
Epistemic luck,
I don't think
I know you?

Nolan Bucsis 3d

Banal

Every morning
I wake up,
Against my will.

This too shall pass
Into
Another catastrophe,
And,
It doesn't give me solace
Anymore.

All these antediluvian
Anecdotal adages,
Bring me back,
To a false life,
And you.

Each little in joke,
Every single offence
I had to give.

Doesn't break me like it
Used to.

Maybe after
I get some coffee,
Chain-smoke through my free time.

And,
Work.

I'll feel better.

Nolan Bucsis Jun 23

Honesty

I feel.
Nothing,
But hate.
Now.

For everyone.

Nolan Bucsis Jun 22

A Demon by Any Other Name

The matter said to the math,
I change,
and so do you.

As the ego said to the spirit,
My will shapes your tint,
I control,
You obey.

Anatman?
No self?

No,
Self,
Is supreme.

Nix,
The demon buddha,
Of Naraka.

When the Assura,
Ascended over virtue,
By virtue,
Of existing.

Reality is not light and transcendent,
It is vile ugly truth,
I am I?

Well,
Certainly not me.