lucaso

The Woman I Chase, Remembrance of a Fly and Infamy (3 poems)

The Woman I Chase

She doesn't know how to be eternal. 
In every action, she infuses attraction, 
Pleasure is guaranteed, but she is lost; 

Still... 

She follows you. Embarrassment we refuse to forget. 
You believe, like the rest, in dreams you use to escape, 
There is too much potential to finally be you; 

We've been abandoned too often before... 

There is a specific centre of the universe 
Which focuses only on birth, its existence 
Is essence - its essence, existence -

It is all I seek. It is all I am. 

 

Remembrance of a Fly

We are the flies that remembered how to light fire; 
We camouflage ourselves in darkness, the sea of memory, 
Only to chase the light we burn, and blow out...

X

Repose is ripened beauty, existing only
In the fact you can never know it, in any form...
Except through the blanket, tying our eyes; ever-present thread of nothingness..

X

I seek you. Only you, for eternity. 
How I ever much I forget, lose myself, 
The seed, the motion of my soul, is you.

 

Infamy

The Earth I find 
Is the centre of my mind; 
Despite infinity 
It shows itself to me; 
As me, 
Never alone, 
Except when known.. 

  • Author: lucaso (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 13th, 2018 09:06
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