I didn’t know who I was
Or why I was even there
In the strangest of places
Where dreams took form
And vanished into thin air
I poked and prodded
As fantasies took flight
Clueless as ever I was
Lost in my own mind
Hidden in plain sight
Answers I had found
To questions never asked
My demons, they ran circles
Around me, sniggering
And hinting at the past
Then ego and will walked
Right into my head
From where they’d come
Or why they chose me
Couldn’t be said
As memories flooded in
Flowers withered as they grew
It dawned upon me
That I’d been remade
Hardly as good as new
My limbs moved with purpose
To where I knew nought
Time let go of itself
As it ticked away
Making sure I forgot
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Its been ages.
A little experiment with a rhyme scheme.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
My Friends
Buzz
I've got used to the bugs. They're my friends now. Maybe I should name them. Hmm.
But they all look the same.
They came around a month ago.From between the cracks i the padding. They dont hurt me,they're quite alright. I think. I miss friends. There were loads of them outside. They can't always be trusted. I hope the bugs can. I don't want to not trust them.
They're nice and green.
They help me keep awake. Even after the food with the pills in it. Its nice of them. Isn't that what friends are for, to look out for you, and not put you away in white rooms. No.
The bugs know, that if I sleep, its not good. I haven't slept in three months. Impressive hunh! And the last time was only for an hour or so. Its like I've rewired myself. I had to.
Buzz.
Hello there!
You look nice. Different. Shiny! Theres a word for it. Iridescent! I used to have a lighter that looked like you. You should be named. You deserve it. I shall call you, um, hmm, aha! I shall call you Ephemeral. You are now Ephemeral I Bug. Like it?
You look like a nice fellow. Will you be my best friend? Ephemeral I Bug? Will you?
Buzz.
I'll take that as a yes. You won't tell me to sleep will you? Your not like one of those humbugs are you? Like those outside.
Should we seal the deal on our friendship? I'll let you in on a secret. That will make us best friends for sure!
Buzz.
What secret? Well, its about dreams.
Buzz?
Is that why I don't sleep? Come on Ephemeral, don't ask such silly questions. You know your smarter than that. My friends are always smart. Other than the humbugs. Bah! Humbugs.
Buzz.
The secret? Oh, I almost forgot we were talking about it. Yes, the secret. You know I don't sleep because of the dreams. But the dreams, they arent nightmares, or even bad dreams.
Buzz.
No I'm not messing with you. I wouldn't do that. Your my best friend Ephemeral I Bug. I have the nicest dreams ever or had, rather. Still might, if I sleep. But we're not going to let that happen are we?
Buzz.
Yes? The dreams? They were always about nice and happy things. But they were lies. All lies.
I would always see what could've and what should've been. So pretty, so nice.
So untrue.
Buzz.
So? Sleeping was alright. Dreaming was nice. It was the waking up that hurt. I like mornings. Mornings bring eggs on toast, baco and fresh coffee. Hmm, bacon.
I couldn't have the waking up ruin my mornings. Or my day for that matter. I really like mornings.
Buzz.
Come on, Ephemeral, join the dots. If I woke up every morning, feeling how I did, after seeing all those nice, beautiful things, what would've been the simplest way out? Comprende?
Buzz.
Et Voila! You got it. I stopped sleeping. It was so simple. Its funny it took me so much to figure it out. But it's worked beautifull hasnt it. Dont you think so?
You understand. Your my best friend Ephemeral.
Buzz.
Enough with the talking now. Do you play an instrumen Ephemeral? We could start a band. Or just sing. Im tired of singing to myself.
Buzz.
You like my voice! You're too kind.
What would you like me to sing?
Wait, I'll choose. Have you heard this one. It's one of my favourites.
“If I were a swan
I'd be gone
If I were a train
I'd be late
And if I were a good man
I'd talk with you more often than I do”
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Be kind.
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I've got used to the bugs. They're my friends now. Maybe I should name them. Hmm.
But they all look the same.
They came around a month ago.From between the cracks i the padding. They dont hurt me,they're quite alright. I think. I miss friends. There were loads of them outside. They can't always be trusted. I hope the bugs can. I don't want to not trust them.
They're nice and green.
They help me keep awake. Even after the food with the pills in it. Its nice of them. Isn't that what friends are for, to look out for you, and not put you away in white rooms. No.
The bugs know, that if I sleep, its not good. I haven't slept in three months. Impressive hunh! And the last time was only for an hour or so. Its like I've rewired myself. I had to.
Buzz.
Hello there!
You look nice. Different. Shiny! Theres a word for it. Iridescent! I used to have a lighter that looked like you. You should be named. You deserve it. I shall call you, um, hmm, aha! I shall call you Ephemeral. You are now Ephemeral I Bug. Like it?
You look like a nice fellow. Will you be my best friend? Ephemeral I Bug? Will you?
Buzz.
I'll take that as a yes. You won't tell me to sleep will you? Your not like one of those humbugs are you? Like those outside.
Should we seal the deal on our friendship? I'll let you in on a secret. That will make us best friends for sure!
Buzz.
What secret? Well, its about dreams.
Buzz?
Is that why I don't sleep? Come on Ephemeral, don't ask such silly questions. You know your smarter than that. My friends are always smart. Other than the humbugs. Bah! Humbugs.
Buzz.
The secret? Oh, I almost forgot we were talking about it. Yes, the secret. You know I don't sleep because of the dreams. But the dreams, they arent nightmares, or even bad dreams.
Buzz.
No I'm not messing with you. I wouldn't do that. Your my best friend Ephemeral I Bug. I have the nicest dreams ever or had, rather. Still might, if I sleep. But we're not going to let that happen are we?
Buzz.
Yes? The dreams? They were always about nice and happy things. But they were lies. All lies.
I would always see what could've and what should've been. So pretty, so nice.
So untrue.
Buzz.
So? Sleeping was alright. Dreaming was nice. It was the waking up that hurt. I like mornings. Mornings bring eggs on toast, baco and fresh coffee. Hmm, bacon.
I couldn't have the waking up ruin my mornings. Or my day for that matter. I really like mornings.
Buzz.
Come on, Ephemeral, join the dots. If I woke up every morning, feeling how I did, after seeing all those nice, beautiful things, what would've been the simplest way out? Comprende?
Buzz.
Et Voila! You got it. I stopped sleeping. It was so simple. Its funny it took me so much to figure it out. But it's worked beautifull hasnt it. Dont you think so?
You understand. Your my best friend Ephemeral.
Buzz.
Enough with the talking now. Do you play an instrumen Ephemeral? We could start a band. Or just sing. Im tired of singing to myself.
Buzz.
You like my voice! You're too kind.
What would you like me to sing?
Wait, I'll choose. Have you heard this one. It's one of my favourites.
“If I were a swan
I'd be gone
If I were a train
I'd be late
And if I were a good man
I'd talk with you more often than I do”
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Be kind.
Now Playing : Guess?
Now Reading : Salivahanan.
Now Recovering from : Holy Wars!
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