Written May 12, 2010

Desiring the Casual

Come, come insects and birds!
Devour and bite, no longer hide.
For this day can no longer get any worse
With Waldo nowhere in sight

Piano playing
Impossible. You’re outside.
Hiding behind a masquerade, are you? The books tilt, the light bulbs twitch.
The deep intuition and wisdom is progressing, yet…
Everything learned will forget to return.

The books on the desk stand up straight and beckon you to dance with them
Impossible. You’re outside.
The womanly mosquito decides to bite its host.
Caring to notice is almost the same as caring about other things.
So it would be best not to.

Yes, very dark outside. A reminder of
That one guy.Β  Breathing on a lonesome world right now indeed.
Those thoughts of β€œhim” are toxic to anyone’s brain.
With his eyes as black and deep as the Marianna trench and I’m drowning in the sea.

I desire the casual yet I know it is
Time to think of the impossible.

Featured in the POTW Issue 30 of Jacobs University Bremen.


About the Author fvcproductions

I like to dabble with things that ought to be dabbled with.

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