Some Day You too Will Die

This is dwindling.
the roots are craving water
and I have none to give
in a desert of digital seas

The fruits are dust
and when I pick them
like I am now,
they crumble into ineffability.

The blacks and whites,
the absolutes are
just as imaginary
as the soul

and a quenchless sea
of digital gray will
never let us see
the ones and zeros.

When descent from beauty
and art on this page catalyzes
emotion. Look in yourself,
and see the digested dust

I have fed you.

seven

Someday, my life will go on without you,
i said, someday, the world will spin without you
and the wonder of a flame
might burn out
burn out

we chroach like tigers in the weeds
and at the sign of life, we retreat.
godlessly retreat.

but until that that day will come
i said until that day will come

we won't find a way
out.

now i wonder what the way will be
to see the doorway, to find the key
to twist and open, look at me
look what I am, look at the

only son you've ever had,
the boy who will become your dad.
(an echoing heart will make you mad
in the doldrums passageway)

but until that day will come
i said until that day will come

I will wonder...

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