“Buying In”
Becoming a cog in the gear,
the social turnstile.
I join in line and walk single-file.
I numb out my points and
burn out my nerve,
squelching
my transmitors capcity
for me to stray from the learned.
I can blur out my day dreams
and fade out these lines,
painting a pattern of the life
i feel would be
a better use of my time.
I'm amist a battle of wills,
here battleing my own.
Think to stray from my post,
wonder where would I roam?
However, I have no choice,
so the answer is made for me,
and i turn over my freedom,
the
other
cheek.
i hand in my soul to be a suit made of meat.
"I" have become obsolete.
Original work by Stori 2014
Random hikus
Eyes couldn't bare it,
a heart risks the brunt force hit,
by which I'm struck down.
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Drunk they start to brawl.
The telling bell made the call.
A High Coup broke loose.
___________________
Its basic physics,
The equal opposite force
So muted it's forced
SomutedIt's
Somutedd
Life isn't consensual,
You don't ask for it,
No single person can give you permission. So don't go getting your panties in a wad over the things you decide just change your mind and align those decisions with your unstated reasons, your most vicious opinions and certainly the choices that will let you sleep at night restfully.
SSAS
Come back even as a shadow, even as a dream.
Come back were the bridge we burned rested and walk barefoot across the stream. Come to me.
Come across the glades of past unrequited slights, forget them and in my dreams at least visit me at night.
Come without the constructs left from our past and you will be welcomed to my core and embraced by all of me.
The enigma that left you is now an open book. I'm so much more, so my darling come and take a second look.
That which you never knew about will be obvious to thee. Uncovered are my depths, my self you had sought previously.
The real me that you could see through instinct and nothing more has dropped my fear and invites you here. Come to me amore!
Cross a field of sympathy to my lonely heart, and spark alight the fire that's died so I no longer starve.
Warm yourself, and find comfort in the gleam of its flickered flames. Stay as long as my luck can run, but I know you don't have to stay.
Your heart, a thing that floats on whimsy, and beats it's own traced path. Realistically I know it can't be tamed, and so I can only ask for you to come to see me.
As only you can see me. As only you can breathe me awake, alive, invigorate my life force, inspire me to survive!
So come back in grace and find my face to put a smile on, for if home is where my heart is then my home is gone, from me
Until you come back..
|Hi•Ku•Pik•Throo|
Inspire someone
Invoke creativity
Translate the divine.
•
Inspire someone
Expand actuality
Bestow the Sublime.
•
Inspire someone
Show them how to learn and make
Render worth in mind.
•
Inspire someone
To truly be a someone
Let their brightness shine.
•
Inspiration lies
In the well between your eyes
Just express yourself.
•
How to make real art?
First express your truest self;
Then you show your work.
Burnt synapse
Scrape the syntax out of the gutter
Become some semblance of worth
To be uttered
Mumbled under breaths.
Whispered in alleys
Where the damning cloak of nights darkness hangs dank ore the rusty fire exits and old phone pole wires criss-crossing away down into the unseen.
Out of view words stir in the ramparts of my gloomy heart and with the days grays
they flew out of reach
elusive and aloof
Just out of reach to me.
The subjects my mind reflects are a littony of feelings I'd rather not feel and single quick blips of truth peeking through the bars of my cage denial has made for me.
My sanctuary.
Satiated yearnings to be a victim and I can't blame the man
Or the fucking system
Just cold raw unrefined nuggets purely from my mind and the emissions output
Put forth from my stupid reactionary way.
I can always at least see the highroad ,
But I stay on the footpath through the high grasses of pretense and think I get a common sense upper hand.
The demands here are less burdensome.
Wish I could find that lonesome one single thing that could make things better. Then I'd see, then I'd know. ~Sigh~
Mysterious beginning;
Did you have a start?
What parts of you,
through and threw,
are conglomerate at heart?
Why is my Relationship
Defined as it may be?
Do I have some Leadership?
Am I slacking at some Duty?
If Fault finds you not,
And blame is my game,
Is evil my Nature;
(am I a Crock?)
And as Time is told
What might you be?
When it is out what stops?
Is there truth in tale of
Forewarning hailed or
Should it be taken seriously,
Or is it as reliable as that
Which is pliable for
a wooden balcony?