Wednesday, January 21, 2009

...

that which is left unsaid,
says more,
or so they say,
than that which is,
and in honor of that,
how,
what,
when, and
why,
will always remain unsaid,
and in honor of those.
there are no answers here,
only questions,
need-want,
for an end,
that will someday be, and
reality,
that will someday cease.

Monday, January 19, 2009

...

and simply because.
there need be,
no more reasons,
for this insanity,
here is another.

this simply is,
like the tears, and
the lack, of hopes
of continuing,
boredom.

meaningless, purposeless,
seeking, however
beyond that burning tip,
that can only hurt,
until yesterday.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

...

will you cry?
if I die?
will the world end?
or just mine?
will you wait with bated breath?
as I walk that thin line?
between sane and insane?
will you push me overboard?
or pull me safe?
will you laugh?
with me as I laugh the insane laugh?
will you clap your hands?
with me at the world?
with the world at me?
will you sympathize?
or will it be empathy?
do you have an answer?
to all these?
will you cry?
when I die.

Friday, January 9, 2009

...

those vehement denials,
mean nothing,
to a question,
as yet,
unasked.

and as such,
denials, are
for the truth, bitter
questions,
they are,
not.

knowledge,
however,
taunts,
judging,
relentlessly, without
question.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

...

these scars speak,
an entirely different story,
on(c)e removed from the lovely strands,
those lonely strands,
on the kitchen floor,
beseeching an explanation.

those that feel, and
perceive,
with wonder,
(but never question),
need no answers,

those that see, and
question,
without wonder,
(but never perceive),
need no answers, either.

Monday, January 5, 2009

...

will
who
where
when
remain

will
who
where
when
always
remain
more

than why?

what
remain
will
always
be

what
remain
will
always
be
inexplicable
elusive

answers?