Simple Mirage - by Erik Smith
Today inside is vaugely
different
calmed by an impossibility
however unbelievable and intruiging
wondering exactly what this means
is there an implosion stewing?
building ultimately to something bigger
self destruction on reinvented scales
temporarily stitched by an angel
soon to be torn down by demons
and unleashed at a multiplied velocity
what have i become
looking at an early end
feeling lover's feelings attaching
letting go and disappearing
skinning down my only friend
destroying myself
i am always changing
into what?
from whore to whore
traveling faster than thought itself
afraid of what's in the path
waiting for a woman
crossing brainwaves
slowly slipping underneath
while temporarily astonished
off guard
