2/5/12

I've Found a New Artist to Never Share with Anyone or Listen to on my Own Again

I've had a long and contemplative night.


Contemplations of infinity;
Singularity;
Mortality.
The lack of harmony,
Consistency,
Imperfect, decrepit.

I listened to an album which reflects the Alzheimer's experience.
Progressively, I found myself in need for it to end.
Panic, manifesting, quietly chanting, "This isn't what life is like."

Whisper white lie.

Life should not be in such a way as it was presented and reminded to me.


Yet, the lie only exists in temporary conditioning.
This continual reminder brought me to steady breathing.
Though I may not be able to shake the mental inducted physical drowning,
Storms and tides may enfold my cage;
I will see beyond me.

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