One Star

One star
Alone
Huddled in a corner of the universe

Other bodies
Distant
Their gravitational pull but a nudge, a whisper

Its light
Reflected
back to itself by the hardened shell of loneliness

Dark countenance
Cold
Fading warmth trapped in a core no being will ever penetrate to share

One star
Dying,
victim of its own success in hiding –

afraid of living, afraid of feeling.

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Fading

Lightning flashes,
thunder rolls
Rain clatters on the tin porch roof

My hope, my faith
pour down the gutter into the earth
Nature cries my tears for me

I want so badly to die
I can taste the blackness
In futile desperation I reach for

the kill-switch on the sun
Lights out and all is done
The movie’s over, the reaper’s won

Life is a scam of struggle and pain
A Hollywood ending
never stood a chance

The game is rigged, only the favored lives
cross the finish-line
to take the prize

The rational response on any normal day
would be to cut my losses
and quietly walk away.

An Appeal to Olympus

Aye, what a curse to have ever been born,
to be thrust into exile in this cold, foreign land!

What crime did I commit to deserve such a fate?
What obscure, unjust law did I unknowingly violate?

I do not recall any semblance of a trial,
no reading of the charges, no defense of any kind

And yet here I am in this prison of men,
hoping each moment for the nightmare to end

I formally request an early release
Is there a lawyer who’s qualified to handle the case?

…to draw up a petition and submit it to Zeus,
protesting my innocence – would it be of any use?

What I ask is quite simple, I believe it quite sane:
To return to the nothingness from which I came

Leave me in silence, leave me in peace,
blissfully having merged with the emptiness of space.