cheating gravity
I read the old farmhouse burned down--
reports blamed local kids who’d gotten carried away…
I remember the places inside
where we teased its silence like mice at play
and imagine the smell of dust in flames.
I long ago escaped the gravity of that planet
and this new knowledge doesn’t make a dent
in the universe I’m livin’ in
but there’s something about the physics
of history that tells me. Gives me intuition
A sense that had I stayed, whole worlds would break
apart and there’d be nothing left of me to fly away
Even now, memories are
teasing unspoken notions from its recesses
unknowingly opening its hidden books
making great black vacuums of the
oxygen of indoctrination, dogma, and religion
erasing from existence the mis- and
diseducation
and causing the atmosphere to collapse.
They built in our heaven houses
with foundations already degenerating
they were disappearing back into the nothing the cosmic mix
awaiting others already preparing the next regenesis
and we were the ones who played there like mice
little scruffy hoarders of the bits they cast away
Disappearing like bandits.
Laughing. Forgotten. Teasing the fray...
Landi Cruz
Thu 23rd Jan 2025 01:53
Hi David )
I wrote this some time ago while living abroad. Having left my home country, I was contemplating upon all the years that were behind me. I had found a sense of peace which had eluded me all my life. I attribute that blessing to the fact that most people didn't speak English 😃
At the moment, I'm contemplating another foray into the wider world--seems like the US can't spare a decent job for me and I'm too old to continue living like a teenager on pocket change.
Thanks for the comment xx 🌷. I feel like one of the cast away bits in this place sometimes.
And, thanks to everyone for the mementos of your reading 💐