"lacrimation" poems
The parasympathetic nervous system
is responsible for regulations
unconsciously transpiring
within the organs and
the glands of
the body.
Such as:
urination, salivation, digestion, defecation, and
lacrimation
(noun. ‘the flow of tears’. Latin.
from lacrimare (‘weep’) and lacrima (‘tear’).
It’s why I cry
even when I don’t want to.
You are the parasympathetic nervous system.
The (ortho-)sympathetic nervous system
is responsible for the mobilization
of the fight-or-flight response
and constantly maintaining
homeostasis within
the body.
It acts
rapidly, enacting an attempt at stability and
the necessary and critical ability
to suddenly escape
on pulsing legs or
cling to survival through
brandishing adrenaline-doused knuckles
and dilated pupils.
It’s why you live
even when you don’t want to.
I am the sympathetic nervous system.
The parasympathetic and sympathetic nervous systems
are two of three essential nervous systems which
compose the autonomic nervous system
(a part of the peripheral
nervous system)
that manages
involuntary
functions of the body. Such as:
swallowing, perspiration, arousal, breathing, and
heart rate
(noun. ‘the speed of the heartbeat’.
usually expressed in beats per minute. mine speeds up when I see you).
Individually these two systems oppose
but compliment
each other like our hands do—
pressed together and omitting equal force;
veins meeting
at the fingertips and throbbing at the wrists
but running amuck on our respective digits otherwise.
You are the invariable and unspoken reminder to
breath,
love,
sweat,
and live.
I am the sudden snap of reality always aiming to save you
but grudgingly willing to fight you and
ready
to
leave.
From the deepest lower half of my brainstem
and from every nerve
in my cycling body,
I’m sorry.
From all of my chromaffin cells
and from the truest parts of submandibular ganglian,
I am sorry.
May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 8:17 PM UTC
Sunken eyes, broken thoughts,
air with difficulty enters the lungs.
Dry mouth, lacrimation of no purpose,
the pillow full of nails she is resting upon.
The body, a ship stricken by a wave war.
Slow disintegration,
remains are battling the seven seas of sorrow.
Like a painting uncovered,
black sheets cover the rays of the sun
from the soul.
Resident of a lucid dream,
mumbling to the wind that blows
regrets down to the river
between Hypnos and the Underworld,
to carry a message to the hearts
with locked doors.
A message of no words
but incoherent perceptions,
lost unknown connections
and strangled hopes.
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 11:12 PM UTC
10 Years of Discretion
9 Months of Persecution
8 Semesters of Imitation
7 Weeks of Affliction
6 Days of Temptation
5 Hours of drug Consumption
4 Minutes of thought Malfunction
3 Moments of Desperation
2 Seconds until Eradication
1 Life of Lacrimation
Apr 12, 2013
Apr 12, 2013 at 11:19 AM UTC
The time has come forth to ponder and think,
about the spiritual planes that are reluctantly unforeseen.
Of the dimensions that are surreal to those who use emotion and feel.
The mind creates an undeniable creation that disguises itself to be real.
Enduring and speculating on the thought of consciousness and love;
one will realize the reality of our minds perception defying the dogmatic breeding brawl.
Although our minds potential is finite and cleverly obscured;
we will begin to witness the marching of shooting stars so pure.
Imminently clear, we begin to reach a higher plane of degree.
Meditating to the point where we become one with the universe without plea.
Encompassing the ethereal and uncovering half-truths,
perceiving the ultimate correspondence intelligently and shrewd.
Where will one travel amidst the taunt of death and fear?
To a place that is all well too known, a herd of aimless tears.
Lacrimation will enlighten those when they have fallen in the solstices peak.
To experience a world that was previously known as a philosophical creation by the streams.
Metaphysical questions will mark its toll to the soul who learns to decipher no more.
Otherwise, contentions will cause despair and half truths will then have to bear.
Inducing a different consciousness to a degree not explored before;
one will embark on a alchemic journey of the mental transmutation to the inner soul.
Mental creation spurs the ****** of the universal degree of spirit and mind.
An illusion so concurrent to the law depicted within our eyes alter-mind.
Deception will avail to those who blindly believe they have prevailed;
when attempting to solve the riddle behind the creator of the tale.
By: Michael M. De La Fuente
Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 12:10 AM UTC
I chip away at the painted walls-
clinical white.
They say the color is supposed to soothe, but I argue that notion.
A combination of cheap mascara and a restrained, yet highly impulsive, lacrimation reflex has dried itself over my eyelashes.
"steadfast, firm..." I tell myself that I am, like my father's mother.
Unwanted feelings rising through my throat I shove back down to my hollow gut.
An artform.
The raw pickings on my legs have become even more vibrant in color as my complexion has become increasingly transparent.
After all, that is what autumn is for.
I soothe the crimson marks by reminding them I am "independent, feral..." like my mother's mother.
My remedies for a nostalgic, peculiar time.
Necessary preparation for the **** winter.
Nov 7, 2015
Nov 7, 2015 at 12:09 PM UTC
Bullets cut through the air.
Making noise that would drop Napoleon to his knees.
This night has turned into a screaming prayer for death.
Forgetting the definition of pleasure.
Dealing with the immanentism of pain.
Dwelling in this world unknown to most,
Has become common place to one.
So common to which lacrimation has become all too ordinary.
Come to find out this is all nothing more than
MONDAY.
Feb 1, 2010
Feb 1, 2010 at 5:05 PM UTC
*
Oh... BelovedZ,
LOVE has slained me
Your LOVE has martyred me
I've been everything in your LOVE
I've seen every season in your LOVE
Now everyone is naming me "YOU"
I'm your nameless shadow
Anonymous in my existence
Since our LOVE happened
This life of mine is your show now
This beingness is your cosmic new
This creation of me is your universe
I'm just a macrocosm of your inception
Where are the mountains? Within YOU
Where are the forests? It's YOU
Where is the ocean? All that is YOU
Where are the flowers, bees, birds & Valleys
It's YOU, YOU, YOU and YOU...
I see all Yin and Yang in YOU
Within me all your TAO I carry
YOU are my ether and
I'm your ethereal
If someone who wants to see
The cosmos, The galaxy and the milky way
Come and see it through my eyes
I only see YOU, YOU, YOU and YOU
My eyes are doors to the wonders Nature offers
Where am I standing in this world?
When YOU are within me...
YOU become omni-present in everything
The Utopian world offer me is YOU
My mind, my body, my being,
My heart, my soul, my spirit
I'm your nameless shadow
Anonymous in my existence
All my longing and pain of LOVE
Can't be wiped out by my tears
Nor all your colors over my being
Can be washed out by my lacrimation
I dip myself in the depth of
My BelovedZ each colorful Breathe
My face reflects my BELOVEDz image
My looks adorn my BELOVEDz beauty
Now my purpose of LIFE is fulfilled
Now the mission of YOUR life is accomplished
Now that we are in LOVE-SOUL-connect
I'm your nameless shadow
Anonymous in my existence
I'm a token of remembering YOUR LOVE
REQUIEM
*
Apr 19, 2018
Apr 19, 2018 at 12:22 AM UTC
People often talk of events,
but rarely of their sequence
I firmly believe that the past
prepares for the present
and the present
prepares for the future
and if the present came to you in the past
you will fall on the ground
and bleed all the prayers known to man
your eyes are constantly crying
removing all dirt from your eyes, dear
don't let anyone shame you
for over-lacrimation at times
Remember that its never more
than you can bear
and that your hunchback
may look like poor lifestyle choices
to some-
but I know
your back is adapting
to the weight it has
to carry
the body is strong,
but the mind is stronger,
denial is a strong weapon
don't let anyone tell you
its a weakness
Jan 16, 2017
Jan 16, 2017 at 8:04 AM UTC