The Link Between Synapses

Thu, 08/14/2014 - 13:51 -- mo7mo

Lately,

I’ve been writing to feel more human.

I’ve been writing to feel closer to humanity.

These days I’ve been feeling like a mere pebble

Lost in a tragically made rock garden

And I am trying to find my way back to the dirt.

I’ve been writing to feel the ground again.

One can only float with the clouds for so long

Before one starts to loose form.

I’ve been writing to keep my form.

I’ve been writing in hope that my letters are strong enough to

Crumble these mountains into oceans;

Whose waves will beat upon the darkness

Until this abyss turns into a home.

I’ve been writing for home.

I am at the junction where every appliance cord meets,

It is a tangled mess,

And I am simply trying to find the pause button.

Some days the turns come too fast for

Their angles to be properly calculated.

I’ve been writing with the hope

That this action will become synonymous with the verb pause.

My feet enjoy bee-popping to the drums of the aorta,

But some moments they long to live in-between

The notes and rhythms

Outlined on the sheet of life.

I’ve been writing so that these meaningful symbols

Can imprison my rioting thoughts

Between the spaces of words.

I’ve been writing to meet suns.

I hear the corona is two thousand times hotter than lava

So let it burn away the layers of insecurity

That callus my confidence.

Let me stand smooth and naked in front of the world,

A mere pebble in this wonderfully made forest.

I’ve been writing to meet stars.

It takes their light thousands of years to reach me

And I am tired of living a thousand years behind the curve.

I want to learn the dance of dwarfs and giants alike,

I’ve been writing to feel less mortal.

Some lifetimes are too hard

To just live a millennia;

They demand to be lived through galaxies and

Heart wires. 

I am writing to you,

Intelligent life

Who lives beyond the void,

Sending these words out like flairs.

Praying that this collage of syllables will be enough

To fill the gap between our synaptic bodies,

Jump-start a metaphysical reaction,

And metaphorically link our souls.

 

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