The Metropolis Series: Part II, Scene II-I

PART II
Scene II-I: Spacing out 2008

Dipped in liquid time,

He stares.

There is (was?) meaning
in the loose leaves
of paperwork, and leaves
of grass growing
on these once rosy fields.
Underwater,
a bubble impenetrable
he sees the world
and the world sees him
but the world is a blur
to both himself and the world.
Retreating deeper he finds
hidden mazes and corridors
of psychedelic colors and hues
the color of the break down
He wishes to stop
but no one does
so why?
Dive headlong.

The Metropolis Series: Part II, Scene III-II

PART II
Scene III-II: Give and Take

Ispeakincrypticdialectic

aconversationwithmyself
theonlyselfless self
whoconverseswithmyself
incrypticdialectic
andlistens.

Snippets: A Realization

A Realization 

The trench of himself, dug deep 
Whose earthen riches unplumbed 
Filled by murky waters 
An island 
isolated 
alone 
He sees 
The world would rather have it 
that way.

Snippets: Life is many things

Life is many things 

The oceans flow 
Not as the tempest 
Of Charybdis engulfing ships 
But as the road 
From life 
to life, 
A cacophony 
That alone you do not make. 

Snippets: The purpose of anger and jealousy

The purpose of anger and jealousy 

Is it worth it? 
On, then off, like a switch? 
Up, then down 
that oscillating wave 
of your heart beat 
emotions beat 
beaten by pain 
bitten 
a gadfly to your dreaming arteries. 
Then stagnant 
like water puddles 
breeding mosquitos 
Stung, sole reminder 
That's the only time I'm loved.