Musings on life and how I choose to interpret it…

The what, where and why concerning a certain Mr. Gelek.

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Letting go

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Is your mouth really the portal into your mind? Or have you cursed its easy impulses?

The way your jaws clench and your tongue beats against the roof of the mouth.

Has there ever been any thing that escaped the crushing swipe of your sniveling lips?

The smack of your neurons as they light your mind in ways that sometimes seem beyond your control.

Are they in spite of you or are they intrinsic?

The orifice … the holy, the sticky, the life and pus.

Flow out your mouth, don’t tempt them with spit.

For what is the heft of consequence, but your earth-shattering indifference?

And what curls up, do they wish of malice or embarassment?

They speak of a loneliness that stretches through abandoned warehouses and decaying apartments.

They sing of songs that rocks have forgotten, of mountains young and trees nubile.

When reflections scatter, and ripples disappear…

In its place remains the very essence,

Of what you are not what you thought of.

And what you won’t be when you get there.

So just be.

Summered

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A word is born

In my head;

It trails after your being

Breathlessly following crashing falling endlessly

Your scent & descent

Condense with the imprints of your silence.

Of the drinks we swallowed and the problems that we drank,

Of cocktails and hallucinogens that disappear

With passing neurons, that free and imprison us listlessly

but as true as night is dark and as devious are fawning remarks — my word will remain conceived sheltered cosseted and cradled

forever unspoken

But Always There.