I'm lost, stuck on this rock, swirling sea of dust and wanderlust
Fighting my upper crust to get to the molten core, the roar
Of failures exploding in my subconscious, they mock this
Raucous shanty of soul, enclosed in old coal, like a splintered shoal
Broken round the atoll, of life
And everything just keeps crashing, smashing against my shores
Filling my pores, wearing me away with each passing day
Each new mind I connect with, match texts with, select with
Is like a fresh whiff and breadth and width of fresh air
But it lays me bare, every tinge, every feel, every look, every stare
Stabs through my flesh, pours blood fresh, every caress
Raking daggers across my chest
The land and sea, bedfellows, enemies, friends, lovers, haters
Creators of enmity by purely existing, inimitable
Infinitesimal
Finding myself and my place, finding God in every face
All the hurt, the pain, I crane
My neck to see what comes next but only death lies in the text
And this mess we've made I try to undo without clues as to the blame
I bleed every time when I give my heart to the rhyme
And rhythms are for sinning when you've got so much more for the giving
When tides thrash these shores I submit this may be it
Resolving that I reside in a purely open state, it may be too late
To change the fact that the gates are breached, the lifeblood leached
Every time I drown myself willingly before the next wave, I think I save
Myself somehow but never is that how it works
Accept, embrace, be willing to face what comes next
It's in the stardust that wanders through us, the four letter text
If only, each time, this love may kill me, but each rhyme
Connects across gender and sex and plumbs the depths of a thousand ancient mysteries
Unknown to our histories, by the Holy Threes and Triad Green under sacred trees
Where an unknown breeze brings humans to their knees
But I'm lost on this broken rock, swirling sea of stardust and wanderlust
Lost in the rhythms and rhymes of your hearts and charms, in your arms in your minds
I am the volcano, molten, ready to erupt with passion, waves crash
And all the world ceases, silence fills the night sky, stars slowly burn into the universe's fabric
It's magic, it's science, it's fully non-compliant with everything we ever knew
Here's this lump of coal
Beaten and molded and forged in the rhythms and rhymes of fire and love
Till diamonds do appear, set in the void above
About the Creator
JA Laflin
Born in the US Pacific NorthWest, JA Laflin loves the metro areas as well as the beautiful Oregon scenery. They run a small publishing company and have authored fiction, poetry, graphic novels, and dabbled extensively in music and the arts.
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