Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Nothing Lasts

Nothing lasts.

That moment - the one that keeps evaporating with each new line:

Lost forever, saved only by a memory - though not preserved. 

Records nuanced, personally autographed. 

Reliving fiction.

Fixated on what never was,

But for a speck of imagined time. 

Change recalcitrant, 

flaunting it's power; 

peripherally.

balanced by Nothing.

Nothing lasts. 

Sunday, May 14, 2017

Echoes in the Darkness

Trust in God,
Not in Man.

Perhaps I'm confused... 
I'm a man, should I not trust myself?

Above all:
Never Trust Yourself!

Why, then should I trust you,
over myself?

Expired credentials -
ratty,
overused:
Usurped authority.

Threats veiled thinly,
Benevolence skinned,
donned as a disguise:
Present existence
offered as proof.
Perfunctory deigning,
Soul sleight of hand:
Who's best double-cross.

Form precedes message,
Wakes emanate:
Buffeting against soul.
Until transparent -
The truth contained,
in every lie.

Trust only in what endures:
Nothing...
yet Something -
Echoes in the darkness.