Where'd You Go?

by Faithless Watermelon   Dec 22, 2018


God, the fevered children,
narcoleptic kleptomanics,
with power stable and wisdom (fabled):
a Ritalin fantasy of lightning therapy.
Beta silence dreads all things gold,
disturbing me and stirring streams
of faith or knowledge or lies.
I don't mind so much the traitors
as their sadness and their layers.

Is the buzzing reckless, resolute?
The schism born of wings is altitude
but I wish that distance was wonder
and I didn't wonder why there was distance.
The naked halo baking in your iris
knows more than me but less than bliss.
Caught by glinting neon lights, reflecting,
as if to tell your friends to start neglecting,
but all I want is to know, where did you go?

[looking up, stretching past the tears and into the sky.. into the sky, always over you (over you), a wish that things weren't real.. hush, hush, blackbird blue, i don't think we ever knew, who we were or why we were there.. it's not that cold to let it go, it's not the end that matters.. wishes gleaming, whisper, whisper, jugular twister.. it won't be weird when you remember]

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  • 5 years ago

    by Darren

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    This is such a complex poem, it is a real head scratcher and looks like it was written by a real deep thinker. The word choice was inspiring, the level of intelligence required to write this can only be matched by the level needed to understand this. I wont pretend I do, but I did enjoy reading this and found it thought provoking and very imaginative. 7 points

  • 5 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    I wish that I could dive into every line of this poem and express to you how much I love this...but I'm speechless at the moment..just beautiful