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2d Chuck Kean

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pink skies played from the sky every day and we listened like it was the first time, every time, together. i miss the feeling of a warm circle, a communal dinner, and the never ending creaking doors i grew to love. you can photograph a beautiful forest, you can't recreate the sounds of life. these days the silence lets itself in slowly, discreet. the door behind it doesn't creak. by dark it is the loudest thing in the room. i fear the day it no longer makes a sound. i promise myself i will not get used to the presence of absence and all its subtleties in a way that feels like a race. the only unwanted guest. no place at this table, no chance to settle in

from october

2d Chuck Kean

I Sorrow for Your Sorrow

2d Chuck Kean

Skyla GM

I Sorrow for Your Sorrow

I sorrow for your sorrow—
my hands cannot reach you,
my words cannot fix it.
I cannot shield you,
or chase the dark away.

I sorrow for your sorrow.
I break when you break—
but I am not beside you.
I can’t rescue the day.
I can’t say I’m sorry
in a language you’d understand.

Still—
I sorrow for your sorrow.
And in the stillness of my world,
I make space for your grief.

In my heart,
in my spirit,
I hang a lantern.
I shine what light I can
from across the miles—
and I sorrow with you,
until the sorrow can end.

Jul 9 Chuck Kean

The Caterpillar’s Self

Jul 9 Chuck Kean

Agnes de Lods

The Caterpillar’s Self

Thousands of eyes,
looking at my sleeping body.
After my false awakening,
I saw them,
still trapped in the dream.
They were recording
my every painful breath.

Eyes without eyelids,
dense, dark air.
I became an unexpected glitch
in the imposed system.
They just didn’t know
what to do with me.

The spiders around my bed
were watching over
the meaning of my existence.

I had only a deep need
to find a place
for all elements
of the broken vessel,
the black pupils,
the witnesses
to my faltering walk.

I am not yet a butterfly.
I am the caterpillar
in a long ego tunnel.

Thomas was right.

To heal,
I must keep going
and going
until all becomes
one seamless whole,
ready to transform
into a flying being,
free from the chain of wounds,
sacrificed
on the altar
of broken Ego.

Thomas Metzinger
Thomas Merton

#thecaterpillarsself

Jul 9 Chuck Kean

Truth

Jul 9 Chuck Kean

Lynn Stillman

Truth

In all honesty
Your conscience will not be free
Till the truth you see

Jul 9 Chuck Kean

Beautiful, Sad, Love Story

Jul 9 Chuck Kean

Anthony Esposito

Beautiful, Sad, Love Story

This was a tale as old as time.
A movie where every scene had a bad line.
Where every character dies.
And the hero never wins,
No matter how hard they try.
And love doesn’t win at the end.
I’ve seen this before,
I know how it ends.
Not a final kiss,
No “we can be friends.”
Just an awkward goodbye.
And a sad, lonely, few couple of nights.
And then maybe some more.
They don’t pick up the phone
And one day your ok,
With being alone.
You start to drink to forget.
Then start calling your friends.
You drink even more,
Starts to feel like a bag.
And you start to see her face.
And you hate that you are,
Who she said that you were.
The villain of your own movie.
This beautiful , sad, love story.
This wasn’t how you thought it would end.
With you all alone.

Jul 9 Chuck Kean

I'm Easy To Please

Jul 9 Chuck Kean

Damocles

I'm Easy To Please

I'm easy to please;  hard as that may seem to believe.
Hand me a pizza—
 Tuscan pepperoni, extra cheese.
 Or, if you prefer, a cocktail or daiquiri,
 With some loud music and scenic views, a tropical breeze.

You could come as you are, or dress to the nines.
 I'm a playful soul, attracted to a wilder kind.
 Some say I'm a joker;  
I'm just trying to have a good time.

I'm easy to please,
 Like a cat when pet under the chin.  
You can dazzle me with honesty or perplex me with a game.
 I'll answer twenty questions, then ask forty more.

I'm happy with neon lights,
 Simple delights,
 Where vibrant colors dance like cotton candy wonder.  
And I wonder, wondrously—
 How lips might taste, if given a kiss.

I'm easy to please.
 See, I'm just a Scorpio;  
I flow with the motion—  
But I want to swim in your soul's depths, like the ocean.

Tell me your dreams, show me your favorite stars. 
I want to know what makes you scream, or where you'd travel,
 No matter how far.  I want to discover your elements,  
Combine minerals to refine your shine,
 Because I think we are all rough diamonds.

I'm easy to please.  
Just smile at me, subtly tease, make me chase.  
But don't be afraid to capture me,
 Captivate my eyes, run wild within my mind.
 Be like a celestial body and shine down upon me.

I am inviting, like an open wolf's maw—  
But I'll never chomp down unless you enjoy the biting.

I'm easy to please. It's true. You'll see.

Felt good, wanted to be playful, show off a litle bit of my personality. :P

#scorpio #levity #humor #happiness #playful #freeverse