seven wonders: the phenomena of the human condition in seven parts
1. the broken heart the “humpty dumpty” syndrome, where you couldn’t be put back together again the replaying your last words until I *****; the part where I was drunk on your lips and now I’m just drunk. the part where you pretend this pain isn’t tangible, that you can’t die from the break; from the flowers growing in your lungs 2. lost a child, wayward a blank space and the search for gravity, stability- it’s the theme of your nightmares, the thud thud of a tiny, panicked heart. but, you don’t know the real definition of lost until you’re a nomad in your own cranium 3. loss
4. disaster nature obscura; picasso reimagined. the breeze pushes the seat of a swing set, and in that moment nothing aches more than the way that swing misses children, or how the ground yearns for feet. chernobyl: a mass eviction 5. war desolation; annihilation. this is what we’ve become. I don’t believe in god (maybe nobody does), and in this game of chance, a tango on a tripwire there is no space for a deity; telling ourselves that fighting for your country is a salvation as we try to justify holocaust 6. ignorance as the sunrise sets the clouds on fire you try to reject the possibility that not all is good it’s a comfort; it’s bliss; it’s your coffin and your funeral 7. death better to burn out than fade away a spray of stars, smouldering ash we all have to go one day.