The crumbling station, a relic forlorn,
Abandoned by mankind, yet by swallows reborn.
Each day I sit on benches worn,
My meager belongings in a tattered trunk b…
When all the world's dark ills took flight,
Hope flickered, the last ember's light.
As that too slipped through fingers' reach,
What then remains for us to bese…
Vast repositories of human thought,
Distilled into a game of guessing,
Where words flow forth, an endless stream,
Patterns emerging, complex, beguiling.
Attent…
Once upon a time, far across the sea,
Lived a boy of humble pedigree.
As a child, his dreams did abound,
Visions of greatness, glory to be found.
He longed to …
I am an ancient aerobic bacteria,
Floating in this primordial sea.
You, my future children,
Will one day call me mitochondria.
The path from amino acids to her…
Bereft of genesis, this ninety-three billion light-year expanse,
Constructed by an endless causal advance,
Expands onward, as causality's set grows thin,
Entr…
The cornea and lens refract,
Projecting your visage on my retina.
Photoreceptors transduce photons
Into electrochemical impulses.
Along the optic nerve these s…
So often, the right path eludes me.
More mistakes than righteous steps,
Words withheld when they should have been spoken,
Spoken then regretted.
I fail to do w…
Adenine, Guanine, Cytosine, Thymine
An ancient verse inscribed in life's design
Heroic strife against the void's vast deep
Where life and death entwine in endle…
Why mock those who tumble, my friend?
With noses held high, we sneer,
But that's not the life I seek.
Let's embrace the mud, become a glorious mess,
Awkward, u…
I've not gazed skyward for an age it seems,
Yet there the stars still blaze, their stellar beams
Unchanging to the naked eye. But some
Among that firmament have…
I thought, why not try my hand at poetry?
Pen posed, I'm a modern day Shelley, surely.
Sweet odes to love? Sorry, that well has run bone dry.
Rousing paeans for…
I plunged into the depths profound
When backed against the wall, my final bound
A leap of faith into the black abyss
Where vast nothingness was all there is
Fa…
Siddhartha wandered alone in the desolate wasteland,
Where raging storms whipped the barren land.
What was he seeking, on this restless quest?
His weary body cr…
Between Existential Rapture and Nihilistic Anguish
We sway like pendulums, caught in the chasm
Between existential rapture and nihilistic spasm
Beneath the azure vastness, boundless sky
Nothing binds us, we're f…
A Crumbled Dream, A Tarnished Goal
Life itself can go to hell, I'm told
Like that massive concrete tomb
An abandoned public work entombed
Success or failure, n…
The crumbling station, a relic forlorn, Abandoned by mankind, yet by swallows reborn. Each day I sit on benches worn, My meager belongings in a tattered trunk borne.
When all the world's dark ills took flight, Hope flickered, the last ember's light. As that too slipped through fingers' reach, What then remains for us to beseech?
Vast repositories of human thought, Distilled into a game of guessing, Where words flow forth, an endless stream, Patterns emerging, complex, beguiling.
Bereft of genesis, this ninety-three billion light-year expanse, Constructed by an endless causal advance, Expands onward, as causality's set grows thin, Entropy's increase, heat-death's peace to wi
Adenine, Guanine, Cytosine, Thymine An ancient verse inscribed in life's design Heroic strife against the void's vast deep Where life and death entwine in endless sweep
I've not gazed skyward for an age it seems, Yet there the stars still blaze, their stellar beams Unchanging to the naked eye. But some Among that firmament have ceased to hum, Their stellar lives exti
I thought, why not try my hand at poetry? Pen posed, I'm a modern day Shelley, surely. Sweet odes to love? Sorry, that well has run bone dry. Rousing paeans for hope? Those feel ingenuine, even to me.
I plunged into the depths profound When backed against the wall, my final bound A leap of faith into the black abyss Where vast nothingness was all there is
Siddhartha wandered alone in the desolate wasteland, Where raging storms whipped the barren land. What was he seeking, on this restless quest? His weary body cried out for rest.
We sway like pendulums, caught in the chasm Between existential rapture and nihilistic spasm Beneath the azure vastness, boundless sky Nothing binds us, we're free to fly
