we come before them
but we do whats necessary to continue prosperity and growth
in the end thats it” —0phe
yes, i wept at the edge of your bed
while you snored into some etheric paradise
cuz you seemed so at peace
(even in my own fear, i knew it)
how do you resemble so much that i lack?
if anything, i am your vessel
the one to pour forth your truest self,
for i will execute your thoughts and deliver your hopes
as long as you don’t stop…breathing.
teach me those ancient symbols scarred on your nape. because to me you have the whole universe embodied as my lover.
but you died that night&
i felt it
trying to lay beside your soft inked palate of wisdom
as if i wasnt allowed where you were going (and that you were happy to venture off alone)
0o0 precious non attachment, the let-going of any sort of ‘grand plan’
and knowing that this moment, even in pain, is where you need to be
(secretly in my mind, i thought we would cure this derangement called lone
with sum of our hands clasping in the middle of the night, and the multiples of kisses ringing through timeglares
or the smell of your cheek which is the smell of life itself- and that doesn’t even matter
to you nor i;
i give my soul props over and over again
thinking or perhaps knowing the secret self gems of the world, laughing inside while beholding theses spiritual riches
but you, you have showed me that even those aren’t really valuable because they too rott from the ignorance of life.
and what is most authentic,
is the complete unravelling of yourself, burden.struggles.agony.watevers-inside , as a offering to the world
)the fount of my understanding.