Particular Moments

More Stars than There are

Tag: heartbreaks

Dear Valentine

black_heart

Forget me not
For offering always

this Black, Tainted—
but Genuine—
and still Naive

Heart.

Crisis in Barren Island

Scars that won’t heal
Pain that cannot absolve
Now

What are you
But an empty crest of
Everything you once were?
Once immaculate, un-clever,
Never mutilated.

Seeking in despair
For sentience
From without—

Blinding lines of lyrics
Taking all your minutes, and
Countless, heart-wrenching
Silver-screen Plots,
Stealing away
All the hours—

Do you remember,
Or do you
Simply fall down low,
Empty
Once again,

When the Show’s over—

Still searching
Voraciously, tears lost—
No hindsights,
For the next wave
Of manufactured emotions?

One Empathizes

After great pain, a formal feeling comes–
The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs;
The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore,
And Yesterday, or Centuries before?

The Feet, mechanical, go round–
A Wooden way
Of Ground, or Air, or Ought,
Regardless grown,
A Quartz contentment, like a stone–

This is the Hour of Lead–
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons recollect the Snow–
First–Chill–then Stupor, then the letting go.

 
After Great Pain, A Formal Feeling Comes, Emily Dickinson.

 

 

In The Dark + Self Understanding

Feeling most reassured when I feel nothing at all.

                          Feeling most reassured when I feel nothing at all.

A Too Familiar Scene

My Affection

Here they stay, after all has retreated from the vanities of wakefulness. Quiet, mysterious, and solemn---a reality to their own.

Here they stay, after all has retreated from the vanities of wakefulness. Quiet, mysterious, and solemn—a reality to their own.

The Conclusion

I cannot

Be a Watcher

and

A Doer

 

All at once.

 

My love

Does not forget,

And remains

 

Unlike the beasts

Of Burden

That surround

You.

Serious Pang

“Sometimes

It’s like someone 

Took a knife, baby,

 

Edgy and Dull,

 

And cut

A Six-Inch Valley

Through the middle 

Of my Soul.”

 

 

—I’m On Fire, Bruce Springsteen.