i.
I want
to spend my days
taking the whole morning
to make us tea;
and then
I want to take the whole afternoon
to drink it.
ii.
I want
a slow sickness
a gradual weakening
that is completely inevitable;
So I can prepare myself
but no one
holds hope of recovery.
iii.
I want
someone by my deathbed
someone by my side
long enough to record my last words.
And then I want them to leave me alone
so I can die in peace;
with time to reflect
the upcoming journey
and no reminder of humanity.
iv.
I want
to have three people at least
remember my name:
One who loved me and holds fond memories,
One who admired me and lets me g
Backwards
They face
The Above
Sighs, in longing,
A compass rose, turned clockwise
Right and on target
A Point.
The Above
Look Down.
the sights
seen in mirror
reflect
in water
Falling from the sky.
Down,
They fall,
The Above.
Ripped
torn, folded outward
never ending
The Above
Becomes
The Down.
a compass rose
points to nothing.
and all
Fall.
She fell asleep on a warm spring night
Awoke again in June, a butterfly
Without a care in the world.
Two days of sunshine later,
She lay on a flower,
And fell asleep,
And woke again in fall, a bird
Who only knew the sky and wind.
Two days of freedom later,
She tucked into a branch,
And fell asleep,
And woke again in winter, a woman.
Time made itself known;
Her life continued on.
Hardship and happiness,
Joy and tragedy,
Love and lust and hate and indifference.
She grew
And rose
And blossomed more
Until she began to fall.
Softly and sweetly, as is the nature of all things.
Though her flesh grew tired,
Her bones remained s
Communication Lost by StrawberryFox568, literature
Literature
Communication Lost
Oh! To see the flight of birds!
Twisting in the air, as one, as all, as nothing.
Do you forget they are not one being?
Individuals in a whole.
Starlings
Such beauty! Delicate grace and shape!
To see them dance in the air in sync!
In tune, together, with one pulse
Connected, plugged in, see?
See the lines-the cords-the wires
Swinging between each little brown
Twisting plastic, metal, wires
Electricity connections.
Oh! To see the life of a person!
Going, always moving, working
Do you forget that feeling does not stop?
Love and hate and trust
Varying in a moment.
People
Such passion! See how they feel!
To see them meet and ta
i.
I want
to spend my days
taking the whole morning
to make us tea;
and then
I want to take the whole afternoon
to drink it.
ii.
I want
a slow sickness
a gradual weakening
that is completely inevitable;
So I can prepare myself
but no one
holds hope of recovery.
iii.
I want
someone by my deathbed
someone by my side
long enough to record my last words.
And then I want them to leave me alone
so I can die in peace;
with time to reflect
the upcoming journey
and no reminder of humanity.
iv.
I want
to have three people at least
remember my name:
One who loved me and holds fond memories,
One who admired me and lets me g
Backwards
They face
The Above
Sighs, in longing,
A compass rose, turned clockwise
Right and on target
A Point.
The Above
Look Down.
the sights
seen in mirror
reflect
in water
Falling from the sky.
Down,
They fall,
The Above.
Ripped
torn, folded outward
never ending
The Above
Becomes
The Down.
a compass rose
points to nothing.
and all
Fall.
She fell asleep on a warm spring night
Awoke again in June, a butterfly
Without a care in the world.
Two days of sunshine later,
She lay on a flower,
And fell asleep,
And woke again in fall, a bird
Who only knew the sky and wind.
Two days of freedom later,
She tucked into a branch,
And fell asleep,
And woke again in winter, a woman.
Time made itself known;
Her life continued on.
Hardship and happiness,
Joy and tragedy,
Love and lust and hate and indifference.
She grew
And rose
And blossomed more
Until she began to fall.
Softly and sweetly, as is the nature of all things.
Though her flesh grew tired,
Her bones remained s
Communication Lost by StrawberryFox568, literature
Literature
Communication Lost
Oh! To see the flight of birds!
Twisting in the air, as one, as all, as nothing.
Do you forget they are not one being?
Individuals in a whole.
Starlings
Such beauty! Delicate grace and shape!
To see them dance in the air in sync!
In tune, together, with one pulse
Connected, plugged in, see?
See the lines-the cords-the wires
Swinging between each little brown
Twisting plastic, metal, wires
Electricity connections.
Oh! To see the life of a person!
Going, always moving, working
Do you forget that feeling does not stop?
Love and hate and trust
Varying in a moment.
People
Such passion! See how they feel!
To see them meet and ta