Absurdity is the catalyst of
Becoming. A
Cacophony of noise,
Destruction,
Epiphanies.
Fundamentally, creation is
Gross,
Huge, and a little
Inconceivable.
Just an accumulation of
Knowledge, or lack thereof.
Love, in high doses. and
Memories.
Not just chance, and not
Only
People, but
Questions make up our humanity.
Realizing,
Stupidly,
That the
Universe makes no sense. it’s
Volatile- stanzas with no reason.
Wise, and a little lost
Xenial, like going home.
You will find no ending here, only its
Zenith.
Comments (2)
Damn, so many time the letters were used in ways I wasn't expecting!
Love the imagery in this piece!