Insane search for the absolute

Insane search for the absolute

in a world where nothing lasts

reckless pursuit of being

here where everything becomes and nothing is

pulverized desire

frozen by a time unable to grasp it

dragged like a boulder loaded with illusion

A certainty what I long for

the end of contradictions

a veil torn by the light that never tires

of shining a certainty

the beginning and the end

that are equivalent

in a perfect circle two souls who

recognize each other free and solitary

together eternal peace

a metaphysical desire

my unfathomable

like the abyss raven universe

Awareness of transience

desire for the infinite

grow immeasurably proportionally

they take away my word a soul too tight

in my body with its gaze turned towards infinity

in a perishable asphyxiating space

Tired I drag myself into the primordial silence

this is not my home

to explain a desire greater than the world itself

a desire for Life rips open my bowels

not even my body wants this finiteness

and a shred slowly falls off of flesh

all is ephemeral in the lust of wolrd's ambiton

to have to achieve something

I just want to be

all this is death and my body tired of dying slowly collapses

my desire for the absolute grows without limits

it eats a piece of cell day after day

it takes away a fragment of life that is not for me

can no longer dream

this soul of mine

tired of dying but still able to love

Ludovica Iorio