An Annotation on Destitution

Effortless ease is the name of the game.
Isn't it?
All the time in the world is not enough
for me to accomplish what I was set
here to do.
Oh forgive me!
For not knowing which decision to pick
or which road to wonder.
I've been singed so many times
from the ghostly fires that flicker
in my dead set heart.
I'm so young, and I cannot know
any better.
The lessons to be learned,
the bridges to be burned.
The selfless characteristics of my destiny.
Never sure when my next meal is to be.
So I depend on you, even though
you depend on yourself.
And dependency will draw us apart.

For want of solar flares.

I stand upright
my face and neck turned up tight.
Overhead,
blooming clouds billow in undulating apprehension
as I slowly lift off the ground.
I am helium, I am bouyant.
The more I ascend, the faster
I am to the end of the beaming trophosphere
and emptiness beyond.
There is no wind resistance,
no tempting friction.
No pressure effects me.
The clouds spin below me
waving goodbye gently.
I wish I could see,
but my neck pulls eagerly
to the endless blanket of dark above me.
Blue...then black suddenly
the afternoon sun winks warily
as the horizontal horizon turns vertically,
and my mind is no longer
bent on understanding gravity,
pulsating nebulas, and collisions of stars
as they pass into my memory.
Beloved sun whipping solar winds at me.
Your summer light vanished
to turn on the atmosphere electromagnetically.
So here you blaze in front
of my body, as a will to state
you could evaporate when you deem worthy.
But I am overcome with your strings of fire
as they envelop me.

antiquated friend

only recently have i seen what the stars have told me you're so lovely!
my burning building of a soul is only burning for your rythmic toll

yet it will not chime out even with times eroding tide.
for when i know our fire is alive
you'll hear my laugh on earth's opposing side.

over cranes, crests, swallowed waves... i know the road our hearts pave.

and this is no amendment to love's unbroken law

only a simple chronicle carved onto its wall.
-Sigma (written on a PSP go August 28, 2010)

krispy kreme

Stuffed,
overdosed,
laying on the ground,
eyes rolling back,
my body covered in sweet glaze of disdain,
and I've lost the focus of my gaze.
I've drowned myself in my own contempt of others,
and I've been blissful for it.
But the misery and droning is so longstanding
It makes me almost jaded to speak it.
Forget it,
forget my wistful whimpering,
the lost throes of drunken discord
and wasted afternoons.
Fear is a powerful drug,
and it's looped me in it's drudgery.
I've willed it to be, simply by my apathy.
I've felt like a lost soul, but never before have
I visualized myself slipping down this slippery slope.
-Sigma (November 21, 2009)

Love Poem

Super slowly
will you approach me.
Eyes glowing in a hazy gaze. Sweet smells of cologne,
will my waifish ways.
And so on will we tremble, when your eyes meet mine.
We will wish the world to end, with my sweet lips in thine.

It is so determined, by the misty gods above,
That our eyes meet in the beginning, and our lives end in love.
-Sigma (November 21, 2009)