untitled poem

[proteus24]

There’s this blurred thing
In the distant blackness
Between my worries and boredom,
Within body
And mind—
A denizen,
A permanent
Resident

At the start,
It spurs on so gently—
Like imagine a
Helium filled horse
Streaking swiftly
Across a wild
And beguiled
Field of
No-end-in-sight
Space

It’s always there,
One time in the farthest place,
Now in shape
And this depth that it makes—
No longer mute to that one space

Then it nears my bosom,
I know it—
I can see it:
Its shape I’ve never seen—
Growing and shrinking outta order—
And there’s no color to it,
No texture;
But we’ve known
Time together
Since forever

It’s always there,
One time in the farthest place,
Now in shape
And this depth that it makes—
No longer mute to that one space

Then it flickers this light,
A pearly white diamond bright—
Like that fluorescent
It’ll-kill-you-slowly
Kind of light
Until it’s so damned blistering-
Lee bright,
It lulls you into submission,
No permission needed,
Eagerly and
Malignantly so
As to be
As much one
As one’s self

It’s always there,
One time in the farthest place,
Now in shape
And this depth that it makes—
No longer mute to that one space.

It’s here NOW
To persist and persist
And so I’ll just Exit
To Exist and be
Like all the cool cats that
Strut with their tails up—
Cuz I gotta be
A cool cat too
Cuz that’s the point,
Aint it?

END

I'm sure there are (many) issues with this poem, so please feel free to point them all out! And as is apparent, it's a free-verse poem with my own unique rhythm and flow.

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