Another Lifetime Haiku

Our paths never crossed.
We took the road forgotten,
Missing all the same.

- afm

The Sum of It

I'm trying to recreate
The past amenities
From all the good that
The daylight had brought to me,
But it is the night that created me.
It is the night that consumes me.

I can't escape myself
Without falling into somebody else.
I am reluctant for
No more than a second.
Reward or penance,
I'm missing out.

I'm trying to recreate
The past amenities
From all the good that
The daylight had brought to me,
But it is the night that created me.
It is the night that consumes me.

When twilight falls the sun will rise.
The radiant visage, erased from the skies.
A begrudging look can change 
Success to failure,
And peace to rage.

Climb out! Climb up!
You can grasp the rope.
Climb out! Climb up!
You can hold on tight.
Climb out! Climb up!
In the end you'll choke.
Whether weak or sturdy,
You'll lose the fight.

Climb out! Climb up!
You can scale the summit.
Climb out! Climb up!
You can reach the top.
Climb out! Climb up!
In the end you'll plummet.
Whether full or empty,
Your heart will stop.  

- afm

Dangerous Waters

I am swimming.
Caught in the undertow
The waves, a heavy gavel,
Slam my back into the sand
With unmerciful blows,
Sentencing me.

I should have pled guilty.

I am drowning.
Stretched out from my body
Into the body of the sea,
The currents carry me
Farther and farther from shore,
Buried below the surface.

I should have stayed on land.

I am rising.
Down in the depths
I welcome the water into my lungs.
I deeply breathe it in,
Aware that the fight is needless.
Nature always wins.

I am glad to have swam today.

I am floating.
Currently weightless,
The currents pull me back
Engaging the once distant shore,
Departing from my salty shell
To breathe life once more.

I should have never believed.

I am breathing.
Your lips rush over my own.
Your mouth hot like the sun,
You spill into me;
A cold-blooded flood.
I welcome the water into my lungs.

And I am drowning once again.

- afm

Fishbones and Eggshells

Swimming up the conjured deep,
Swelling up my limbs to keep
The bread and butter from the gutter,
Which I refuse to meet and greet.
Distal motions truly show
These humdrum notions down below
Are nothing more than what's ashore,
So who am I to judge alone
From what is muscle an' what is bone?

The Alex Show - Episode 71

____: Everyone's so much nicer when they find out they're dying.

Alex: We're all dying, _____.

____: Then you better be nice.

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