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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