Ramblings

How much do you know?
How much to you want to know?
Propensity to madness to greatness.
All have. All can.
But do you dare?
Do you want to know?
How much does it take to push to fall?
To madness to greatness.

Difficult to free, to live, to die, to join
Disposable beings.
They exist. They live. They don’t belong.
They are disposable beings.
Sparks not even.
Glow is ostentatious.
Little than invisible maybe.



So may we?
Invade the dark seas.
Across to the bright lights
Flee. Free.

Sinners and shiners
Pureness and dimmers
Clashing of the loud
Bright of the dark
Force the parched land to swallow
And as we wallow,
Scarring the shreds that bind.
Marked.

Caress the invisible light
Feel the smells of the ruddy soil
That once forgot it existed
Twirl across the jagged leaves
And line smooth pebbles gently
On the flowered coolness
That once lay trembling with life.