Do You?... by Jessie 4/05


Do you find distaste as you choke down humanities vile existence?

Do you weep at the worlds discourse with it’s self?

Do you agonize over the future of your existence?

Do you smell the rotting flesh of lie’s gone aerie?

Do you wish upon doomed and darkened stars?

Do you drown your feet in the rivers of tears?

Do you drink from the cup of uncertainty?

Do you sleep on the teetering bed of deception and then dream hellish night mares of things to come?

Do you taunt the reaper with games of hide and seek?

Do you par lea every escape into another until you feel invincible?

Do you like what you’ve become?

I'm an outsider
I don't follow social norms.
But being an outsider has become the norm,
so am I...
normal?

You share my blood, yet for so long
We never quite saw eye to eye.
You still grasped my hand and held it.
You never let go.
A twin, I suppose, is what you are.
A mirror image of me, a dream-self.
In a richer life. One full of lustrous adventures.
Marching down a cobblestone street;
Sipping sweet secrets in a foreign land;
Fighting the enemy, calling out in triumph.
Perhaps you are a lesson, maybe a vision.
One that beckons me to go further.
Calls to keep growing. Becoming.
For four fervent years
We have shared our hearts, every fiber of our soul
Has bled into each others veins.
And when the day comes, please know.

last night on the drive home a street sign waved hello.
the heat has come like a fever
it fries the nightlines in a humid soup
it drys your throat and chokes your eyeballs
oh **** it burns the tiny cuts in your sweaty hands
you've a need to break a melon and drink.
you've a need to roast sugars and tell tall tales of distant frights.
what real horrors lurk there
beneath the surface like smoke?
a dream, a fever, a skittering nightmare
it will come it will pass and we will all freeze.