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unsxfe Nov 2017
my mind
  s
    p
      i
  n
s

the colors

all of the COLORS

the cardinal red
the 6 drops

i cannot stay here
                i cnnt sty hr’

but my mind
                MY MIND
                                IS
STUCK IN
A RECURSION
                          MY MIND
                                        IS
        STUCK IN
        A RECURSION
                                MY MIND
                                                IS
       ­         STUCK IN
                A RECURSION
                                A RECURSION
a
recursion

‘i know’


                                       ‘i have to get out of here’
‘to safety’
unsxfe Nov 2017
I look forward.
   the light
in your eyes
   IT GLIMMERS
blinding
   begging

but i give into the CACOPHONY
   the DISCORDANT TONES


“your
                turn”
Click.
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Click.

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Click.
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Click.
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Click.
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Click.
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BANG


                             ­   what have
                                                            ­i
                                                               ­      d
                                                               ­         o
                                                      ­                   n
                                                               ­          e
[Well, that happened.]
unsxfe Nov 2017
‘Ive been thinking.
        about the past.
our past.
        all of the memories
so
    many
memories
        oh how i miss what i left behind
what
    we
       left behind

that’s enough
        I can’t take it anymore
if youre going to
        TORTURE
me like this
        im going to take the chance’


I spin the wheel.
    Click.
      Click.
        Click.
    Click.
      Cl­ick.
        Click.
.
.
.

.
.
.
Click.

I was lucky.
                Maybe it’ll work next time.
[I’m having fun. How about you?]
unsxfe Nov 2017
“I believed them.
I trusted them.
   I was convinced
That these harmonious times didnt have to come to an end.
   But now,
I’m descending
  down
        further
                and further
                           back into the CACOPHONY

I can’t go back.

    Stop playing with my heart.



Just leave me be
to my own devices
                to search
                                or be sought

for myself
  or another
       that has yet to make itself clear


         i’ll lead myself”
[The first part of Unsafe has tons of subtle references, but has nothing to do with it now, as i left that path I was making. It now instead ties into X, giving claring as to what exactly happened. By the way, I REALLY suggest you read X first.]
unsxfe Nov 2017
I think of X.




                          memories
[And that was X. Thank you for reading this far.]
unsxfe Nov 2017
i sometimes              ponder the big BANG.

i ponder what’dve happened if X and i had never met.


Mourns

  over past,
              that is what my
click
droning
click
mundane
click
Life
has been.

one word.


sorry
[The penultimate poem to X. Just a little clarity for those who have gotten this far, X was my first poem, which i chopped into 8 parts due to length and continuity errors.]
unsxfe Nov 2017
my problems are a blurry Spin.
                                 the passion i feel.
its The thing anchoring me to the
                      Wheel
world


it was more of a
   Click.
a short, but nonetheless droning
   Click.
every time i hear that
   Click.
it brings me back, that
   Click.

it was to X’s dismay,
   Click.

i wish it was silent.
  
   Click.
[Hoo boy! This is getting interesting, isn’t it?]
unsxfe Nov 2017
to those out there that I have met,
     possible friends that Miss the mark,
the
      bull’s
              eye
                     X.
[Too long to be in 1 to four, but too short to be grouped with the next part.]
Zero Nine Nov 2017
The comets came down raining on a subtle day
Stony rocks, amber locks, stony eyes, and Jokes
Portland never stood as a golden neighborhood
Now it's over where I don't have any business
Back in time, when you got me to the center for
Your clandestine affair, meteorites tore through
The troposphere, made your basement glow,
When the world is never us, you want a poultice
Look underneath, you'll still find me there and

Still X and hot rock
Still X and at loss
Mess no more,
Talarah, she's dead

Still X and want you
better, Sid, want you
better, Sid, want you
better, mess no more

Cindy's dead
Binary test
Found the X
I wish I could
Say anything
helpful to you
Say anything
to help you be
golden, if we were
ever, then be golden
again

I clap for you.
Super fan.
Our souls are enfettered
By an Inexorable Penance,
Sorrows & Lamentations:

In pining for
The Light of Transmutation
The Adamantine Wings
Of Stalwart Bahamut
Unburdened our etherealized hearts.

(Speaking for the future)

Spira has lost its
Yoke of Communion
To this Cimmerian Millennium.

Redemption’s Revelation:

Aeonic sin hath reigned
Under the Cathedral of Deception
Forged by the taught tongues
Of Yevon;

Despotic Lunae
Eclipsed the light
Of a forlorn sky,
Divine Pantheon
For
Numen of Sol.

Cast a
Stygian Shadow of Sanctimonious Suffering for Souls.
Seems eternal; truly, ephemeral.

For,
the Hearts of nations
Are
Sacrosanct Luminaries.

Our tears
Have been shed,
Our vanities
Indemnified.

Skies shall bleed Empyrean Bliss
And
The Opus of Life
Shall cleanse
This wearied Spira of Pernicious Sin.
*

(Amen.)
Inspired by Final Fantasy X. I attempted to encapsulate the story, thematic undertones, fantasy elements, ambiance of the musical piece (of same title as piece), as well as the penitence, sorrow, hope, and mirth set out before our heroes/heroines. Was a bit rushed as I wanted to get this out to you guys as swiftly as possible. Thank you for all your support because you mean all the world to me. Any constructive feedback is most appreciated! Enjoy! :)
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