I imagined myself your equal
I can only laugh
I became such a strange shape
B to the Sun
Well that’s fine isn’t it I’m not even remotely on your level
Are you still creating?
Can I hear it yet?
Come back come back familiar yet unknown sounds
It’s like picking out a guitar and recognising its sound
Playing different notes you didn’t know
Sometimes I know an instrument
Certain not to be the same
You’re not playing the same game anymore
I wonder what it’s like
Being in paradise on Earth?
I miss the Sun
Do you miss her like I miss the Sun?
Like my essence is slowly leaking away until I see him again
I haven’t met you I don’t know if I miss you or not
Maybe my relationship with the Sun is some ancient thing I do not understand
I just want to be tied to this world by something
I left so many times to be elsewhere
A tether stronger than you, my love
Stronger than the possibility of seeing something from your life
Silence and time stretch
One day I will be gone and my only legacy
Footprints in the sand on the shores of the ocean that is the internet
I wish someone had told me I was destined for nothingness
And here’s my portfolio of lunacy to show for it
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