perhaps waiting for
that god to return and play
me like a
machine
who can I address
they all still believe in something
and I have this runaway course
poetry is my SOS cry!
I am not creating a worldview
I have an assembly line of doubts
working day and night
in the sweatshop of my
irrelevance
if you see me one day
half-dazed under an adjacent
shadow
compare the intangibility
between that shadow and me
compared our borrowed existence
the shadow merely the absence of light
on an extraneous surface, I an absence of essence
for a superficial world
if you see me one day
near the docks
you’ll see that my dreams
are not voyagers
they are seagulls
suspended in dead
air
nihilistic poetry
Beyond Language 
holy macaroni, intense!
wow I wish I could express myself like that!
Very powerful poem with some excellent lines in it…very poignant.
poetry is my SOS cry…
you’ll see that my dreams
are not voyagers
they are seagulls
suspended in dead
air
my fav lines…love ur poem….
Wow – very powerful stuff here. I especially like the lines “I have an assembly line of doubts
working day and night
in the sweatshop of my
irrelevance”.
Thanks for sharing! Chloe
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