remembrance of
seen smile
heard cries
come to nought
without input
into this vast machine
detach the lines
vanished functionality
love & hate –
a memory
with no outlet
for your emotion
Tag: poem
metamorphosisyphus thesis
push along push up
boulders ever bolder
no end in sight
a page at a time
every single word
is laborious
as long as i am
not rejected
i will continue
incorrect syntax
the grammar police are here
and now i must ask for forgiveness
for my syns.
that i have to pay for in
syn-tax.
the embodied
when exactly
does one
come to understand
the embodied mind?
concepts wholly
dependent,
spaces blend
in ways possible
through
the very thing
reality is not –
that is, the word
put simply,
your metaphors
no longer fool
anyone
Frequency
Not-so-hertz
Of lexis
Repetitive, regular,
Becomes you.
Well proportioned
Law abiding
Zip(f) in nature
Nothing above ‘the’.
Constancy
Is everywhere.
Typical of you,
Token, your words.
long time know sea
no time
passes between
the coma
of friendship
The more I study language the more I find the emptiness of words.
I do not mean words are empty but that words are now containers to me than I had once thought. No longer do words hold a power over me. I have stripped it of its special place. It is not a mystery anymore.
The poem above hinges on the word ‘coma’. Like a coma victim coming out of his or her long slumber no time passes. Before the sleep the world was a certain time and place. After the sleep the it could be that months, years or decades have passed. For the victim time is lost. For the awake much has happened in that time.
Friendship just seems like this where time has been forgotten people still seem to be the same after the period of separation.
This is not true, of course. People change. You just don’t notice it. Like the mind, words can deceive.
collocation
the node
has centre stage
as always, egotistical
to no end
handsome as a lover
heavy as a smoker
frequent to haunt joints
come keep him company
for loneliness is an eyesore
