Consider that colour is given to us
from games played by light &,
that the liquidity of water is
a feature of a particular performance
between specific particles
bonding with each other
no individial actor has
the property of 'being wet'.
What does that mean to you?
If it means nothing,
you can thrive in this world, but
if you strove to find any semblance
Those shadows on the cave wall, distorted,
grotesque & tall,
they aren’t shadows at all.
Only mutated shapes;
circus images permeating
another trick of a sick mind.
Don’t take it too seriously
but if you
listen too closely to their sounds
they start to drift &
without direction, detached from meaning.
Don’t be ashamed
for acting from the purest of instincts:
fight or flight is joined by frozen
fright as well; belief is
& to believe in what you see
is so natural it almost
seems like blasphemy not
let it happen.
Bite off your tongue,
spit out the blood
& say something more than
any word ever could.
Learn that laughter can either be
an enemy or friend
& then you can ignore
the raw wound possessed by us all,
to finally become one with the rest;
an unspoken secret;
the obscene foundation of everything
keeping us safe from what awaits within.
Waits like a swallowed stone
to kill or be expelled
from each body haunted
by language: a ritual sacrifice;
necessary price to be paid.
Ridiculous offering made
to satiate the infinite
& the horror it brings.
Open your mouth,
let it all out:
without a tongue
all sounds are one.
From fetus to a handful of ashes;
a brief flicker of light in the darkness;
the thread of our existence,
helplessly passing from past to future;
contingent filaments entwined
within the infinite:
Just another story,
another way to escape the boring
fact that our lives are only defined by
what we can see…
but our eyes weren’t designed,
just like everything else.
We will never see the infinity.
Insistent whispers from distant places,
tease & menace;
the hold is held*,
coils then melds, melts & is gone forever.
Solid & insubstantial, all objects
whole & partial
resist or yield,
or stubbornly reveal futility
to be both the cause & death of meaning:
a more graceful dancer than the question;
tension between existence & being.
It slips away,
within the reach,
of a grip that cannot keep what it holds:
grains of sand in the hands of a creature
who doesn't understand