Saturday, 27 June 2009

• i.n.s.u.b.s.t.a.n.t.i.a.l

  #1: Insubstantial
  
  The outline fades,
  black to gray;
  with edges blurred,
  and lines smudged.
  
  She stands alone
  in a room so full,
  as lies are told,
  and pain unfolds.
  
  Whispers slinking
  through the air,
  echoing louder
  through the wind.
  
  Windows shudder,
  shake and shatter,
  and she drifts away
  as if nothing matters.
  
  #2: this doesn't need a title, it's a lecture
  
  So, you're hanging
  on "by a thread",
  and at a loss about
  what comes next…
  so what?
  
  Are you just
  going to sit
  around feeling
  sorry for yourself?
  
  Right.
  Because that's the way
  to make things
  move, move, move.
  Shake, shake, shake.
  Break, break, break.
  
  If you want the Moon,
  you'll have to cut the string
  your own damn self.
  Stop backing out.
  
  Stop shifting blame.
  Stop wearing shame.
  Stop being lame.
  (oh my god.)
  
  Because if you don't
  make things move
  (move move)
  and shake
  (shake shake)
  or break
  (break break),
  then you're right.
  
  You'll never be free.
  and you'll only have
  yourself to blame.
  
  (no one can help
  you now, sweetheart.
  this is one road you'll
  have to walk yourself.)
  

  
  

  ~ Cassandra ~
  

  
  

  "Anyone Can.
  Not Everyone Will.
  

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