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Expectation, Klimt 1909

leviathan

tired of this worthlessness
raging against an apathy that's
fast becoming uselessness
even though i try and try
and try

struggling for a purpose
meaning - buried deep within a meaning
breaking through the surface
and always trying to determine
why

how many times can one wonder
how many faces can one discern
or how many exits might one simply pass by?

how many nights spent in question
how many days will it take
dead and hopeless
in how many ways can a single person
die?

breaking through the surface
slick and greedy for the air
glittering but sinking
not that anyone would care
reconciled with a purpose
that i'd hope would set me free
reconciled with everything
that would have given me

identity

trying to remember
perhaps it's better to let go
{but i find nothing here that will even bring me down}

watery and calm
awaiting like an ocean
{seeking something deep and soft and soothing in which to drown}

emerging from beneath it
barely seeing what is true
breaking through the surface
wet and naked just like you
ripping through the layers
of a lost indemnity
hearing softly-spoken answers
that should have guided me

to eternity

but all that i have found
is that all i ever do
consists of breaking through the surface
blind and helpless just like you
enough of what you want
won't you learn to trust in me?

i will lead and you will follow
so together we can see

divinity

so maybe then
you will learn

to trust in me.



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