Existing Unexisted

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    Existing Unexisted

    Chalk it up to nothingness.
    I conquer truth with fear.
    Slighted. So it seems.
    Misunderstood.
    In a world
    Of so called normalcy.
    I feel more than most.
    My hands distort in new light.
    Pupils of half bent lenses.
    Stirs of ghostly emptiness.
    Whose body have you?
    When you move,
    I cock my head in confusion.
    Internalizing merely simple images,
    Having no sense of real.
    Experiencing your movement as my own.
    Thrown into my eclipse of unnumb,
    The world around me closing in
    And expanding one the same.
    Your words. What words?
    They float around me once again,
    Then shrink in the distance of my mind.
    I fight for ordinary.
    I pray for touch.
    The touch of hand,
    The touch of tear.
    The touch of the present.
    Presence. Your presence.
    To awaken me, and pull me back in.
    Inner weeping,
    Gasping...
    as my last breath to follow.
    Misplaced within,
    Destined to be once more.
    For this loneliness to disappear
    Into the existence of my unreality.
    And become
    Nothing.
    For once.
    Something.

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    SILKYTWEED commented on Existing Unexisted

    12-09-2009

    Beautiful and Captivating....an amazing poetic journey....Thanks for sharing!

    AdelKernan commented on Existing Unexisted

    04-23-2009

    Wow, this is really good. To me it expresses the universal alienation of the human condition quite beautifully. My favorite subject matter. Cheers!

    dahlusion commented on Existing Unexisted

    02-15-2009

    Your work has an intense confusion orbiting through-out along with deep beauty.

    twayneking commented on Existing Unexisted

    02-13-2009

    So much of the poetry posted on this site is about pain, but not many have captured it as poignantly as you have.

    lonewolf commented on Existing Unexisted

    02-05-2009

    You have great talent as a writer. The flow of your poems are wonderful.

    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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