Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
sjr1000Poems
Imagine yourself a ball of wax falling through a cosmic crack a ball of steel both reflecting and holding all that's real part of a parade into a cave chanting about monks who in their trunks carried enlightenment too light for longing too heavy for moving and there you stayed what would you really want to say? And would it matter anyway? Imagine yourself a ball of wax falling through a cosmic crack a tiny Katamari calculating as you rolled along picking sticking lawn chairs, Chevrolets dancing flames poets in their heyday accumulating distant ideas lover's lips and strangers kiss all kinds of suffering could stick. Could you find your way home or is this all you've ever known? ***** of wax could be real, manufactured ideals, splendid ribbons of illusions unwinding and weeping teaching taking talking twisting through those cosmic cracks splintering Relax This is a a relaxation exercise after all. Imagine your self a ball of wax falling through a cosmic crack. ..
0
Jan 31, 2014
Jan 31, 2014 at 10:06 AM UTC
Katamari
Imagine yourself a ball of wax falling through a cosmic crack a ball of steel both reflecting and holding all that's real part of a parade into a cave chanting about monks who in their trunks carried enlightenment too light for longing too heavy for moving and there you stayed what would you really want to say? And would it matter anyway? Imagine yourself a ball of wax falling through a cosmic crack a tiny Katamari calculating as you rolled along picking sticking lawn chairs, Chevrolets dancing flames poets in their heyday accumulating distant ideas lover's lips and strangers kiss all kinds of suffering could stick. Could you find your way home or is this all you've ever known? ***** of wax could be real, manufactured ideals, splendid ribbons of illusions unwinding and weeping teaching taking talking twisting through those cosmic cracks splintering Relax This is a a relaxation exercise after all. Imagine your self a ball of wax falling through a cosmic crack. ..
Katamari is/was a video game in which a small ball rolled along getting progressively bigger and picking up everything it rolled over.  Dedicated to the infamous Masked Sleepy Z who is going through his own life changes and loved this poem; along with Katamari a game we played together.
sjr1000
Written by
sjr1000
Jan 31, 2014
Jan 31, 2014 at 10:06 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem