The Blackness of Spring
All the eyes are on me, all the voices speak, all the entities are awake. I don't ever want to look at you with these hating eyes again. Back away for fear of self-preservation. [You never were real.] You aren't free, i am. I am fluid yet i remain benign. Immerse yourself in me and i will diffuse your chains. I will free your soul from the shallow pool you drown it in. You make me ill. I will disconcert your mind until you are sane like me. Take your eyes back. . .they are ugly.
posted by LCpl Nash, USMC at 8:56 PM
6 Comments:
I like it! It makes me feel soft.
wow, i really like it nash. makes me feel..hmm, can't really put it in words. but you have a gift for words, don't quit writing..and i sound like an english scholar, so i'd like to stop here.
-secil
I agree, you do have a gift for words. Your writings are so dark, but it fits you. You're awesome.
Melissa
i love all the embodied contradictions - "back away in fear of self-preservation" is just one of them -- the paradox is that someone longs for certainty, but it is absolutely unattainable -- nothing is straightforward or simple -- it perfectly represents a kind of existential uncertainty and eternal "becoming" / "unraveling" ... life is process & flux - what seems to move it forward is progress on magnets ... the flow, back and forth, between positive and negative poles...
my favorite line:
"i will disconcert your mind until you are sane like me."
merry christmas, nashtastic.
-cate
Hey I'm glad u liked my blog (my life) but I think urz is a lil outta my leauge cuz I'm only 13 lol but it's good. I understand most things but I jus can't comprehend that sorry.
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