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Even Stars Explode
"Flaring nostrils... Eyes, slits of anger- Pouting mouth of disbelief.... How could this be? How have I sinned? Where are- My sons...? My friends..?. My curiousity- is in awe- Abandoned- Like a sinking ship... Even the rats Run from me.... What is my sin? Being too human? In a money-laden World of sh__ No thread of love Seems to evade The wallet No sense But of self-concern, Do I see... I'm no better, Or wasn't... Till my eyes Were ripped open By misfortune, And betrayal... Alone in my room- Memories mist about me... Vapors of the past... Do others- Have vapors too? Where is the love The golden tongued Promises of old- Grasping feverishly... In sinful delight... Dream-like, these memories They serve me no good- For they are, Like the contrast On a TV set... What is... What isn't... What could have been... What is likely.. It's hot- Flies swarm about, There is no Toilet paper To wipe away, This sh__ of a life... There is no lipstick, You can put, On this pig Of a life To change it It is what it is It will stay what it is... I sleep alone- Dream of the Past Miss those I've lost And wonder- Wonder- Wonder- Does anyone miss me? Seems unlikely My phone is dumb- The horns of hell Ring in my ears Stars are born... Stars explode... Galaxies collide- Of what little- Consequence- Is this_ Ruptured life? Once I sat Next to the sea I saw... The awesome moon I sent my mind... Into a field.. of stars Stars are born... Stars explode... Some twinkle out... Into white dwarves- Or collapse Upon themselves... Into Black Holes... I seem to be- A collapsing sun- Ready to implode- Into the Black Hole- Of nothingness- Saddest part is- No one will care- Not even me! It is what it is... So it goes... Maybe soon To see... My beloved parents once more."
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