behold

behold,
The envious creature weeps for you.
she cries out in fear
And anguish
Though she can’t finish
This state.
she wants to warn you
Of herself.
she often has nightmares of
Losing control.
Practice,
Be strong,
Envious creature.

No more words allowed

“No more words allowed.”
My ears have been cut off.
Oh,
Don’t worry,
You can talk all you want.
I know that is what you desire,
So,
In order for me to save myself,
My brain,
My mind,
I have to stop being able to hear you.
Please,
Do not be offended.
It isn’t personal.
I know you don’t hear me either.

Patience

“Patience,” Cries out the universe.
The creature stops in its tracks. It looks above, it looks to the left, it looks at the ground with a vicious smirk.
But Nothing.
Nothing.
I need to re-acquaint myself with sleep.
Which has been defeated by
So many people
In the last few days.
I trap myself from the world.
And I turn on music?
I turn on the lights?
I sit,
More. And more.
No,
I should be
sleeping

We were all seeking something

We were all seeking something.
Hunched vagabonds in the mist.
All eyes,
perplexed stations of thought.
All eyes,
in awe.
All beings too busy,
too overwhelmed
to be violent.
Community.
Community.
Community.
How long will it last?