Hear I go again
Falsely inspired by this and that
I’ll be a botox prophet yet
Writing of things written of a thousand time before
News of more impending death
Comes more and more frequently as one gets older
I’m learning this now at the over-ripe rotten veritable vegetable age of 18
An exponentially increasing math equation
Growing into too many numbers to comprehend as anymore than mortality rate statistics
Until one reaches that fabled event-horizon across the sky and at the edge of space
Everybody’s’ an astronaut in some way
“Me?
Oh well my heads’ fulla helium floating high above my shoulders
The great mystery is that I don’t know who’s holding the string”

And as I grab the instrument with which worlds are demolished and reborn
Scribbling like a man doused in gasoline knowing he’ll be burnt soon
I realize I grabbed the white crayon
And thus said
Nothing

"All things are relative"-Albert Einstein

carefully let me take
this seemingly blank page
i feel a waxy residue
on its uneven surface

for this damaged leaflet
a little bit of wounds salve

and drip........drip........drip the tincture
flows from a mercurochrome dropper
splashes an orange red wound
illuminating formerly futile sentiment

to realize the remnants of
a young man
who picked a most difficult weapon
and battled ghosts
and not entirely in vain



i enjoyed your writing and look forward
to seeing more of it sometime soon

Thank u.
and, did u write that one there which u posted?its good

Heres something whose author im unsure of but i discovered it in a stephen king story

"In vain he thrusts his fists against the posts and still insists hes sees the ghosts"

yes it is mine directly inspired by yours.
we have all attempted to express a sentiment
not knowing how well or even if anything at
all has been achieved. so i am glad that you
liked it and thank you.

Dude, it is not only, I don't know, metaphorical wisdom, I don't know, I just know, for your words, at your age, 19, and words like that. I just feel, dude, that you have a total poetic talent. Honestly, I'm a little worried, young men so deep,as you, seem to travel journey's the rest of us tiptoe in. Young man, travel in the soul, but keep some kind of foundation.

Peace out
jimmy

I have always liked what you have written since you began posting and I feel this is a great poem...just like the others.
Loved the phrase "botox prophet" and the last three lines were perfect.

Pam

I am at awestruck of the depth of words for such a young spirited soul as yours, I see that you've walked such a webbed path of eaten lost trails, and yet indulged in a tapestry of pain, while taking a leap into adulthood at such a tender age, take special baby steps to ensure you gain, strength from friends, and may god's footsteps follow along side you, in your journey through your life.

Breath taking piece of work, Lizardking

Oooo, nice both lizard and slow. You two do very well separately and together. Look forward to more of these.

Quite honestly I am left a bit speechless,,, Amazing ...


(((( S1ow ))) as always incredible ... Bravo