Idyll

Idyll

By: Ryan Gonzales

I perfect my complexity

dissect my existential sentimenticides

and discover that a fervent version of my truth

is essentially a consequence I can't fathom

I laugh and ask the passing for a different perspective

but my spare change-of-mind has aged into a daily vacancy

I fake apathy

until my sun-bleached ideas

converge with hers

like a panoramic extension of my psyche

can you hear the fearless human humming to the slow flow of consciousness?

sit still and count my frequency

love is the only reason I wake to breathing

is it something we need,

or the expression of our infinity intermingling?

we move to the fluidity of our chimeric ambiance

and listen to our amorous laughter bounce back

allocate in my fulcrum

and factor to answers for my abeyant states of mind

cause her presence is like a needle through my grooves

she is infinitely interesting music I never want to end

but many words left unsaid...

my cortex forgoes an overflow of enlightenment

frightened,

I ask questions that never get me closer to her answers

the hour passes...

like my satisfaction

"don’t worry, it's only a natural reaction"

is the classic suggestion of my reflection

but I can't mask what won't last till happiness

sometimes… I live too fast to grasp the moment

like my time is an esoteric inheritance

I think it's only fair I share my embarrassment

as if serif letters read my emotions on forehead

I forfeit my choice in voice

playing through my frame skipped mind

and entertain the idea that I must feel this for a reason