Let Go

Here I am Floating in an ocean Set sail by a passionate fury Pushed by lust to never look back Too far by my own power No turning back Drifting now in a vast puddle Of blood sacrifice Living by the breath of the Almighty Hope evaporated by the son Hope of land? Hope of relief? Direction unknown The stars hide from me The passion sapped from my heart But it continues beating To what end? By what means? Shall I paddle in the fog Only for more tears, more clear liquid Fathoms and fathoms of absolute Nothing Shall death rescue me? Will drowning release me? No Not even death's sweet embrace will gift me forgetting And so in limbo I wither At His mercy, I wait To be pushed down along To dine with Hades My enemy, my mind My own life a black mark Heaven cannot be granted To a broken and blackened heart So here I am Drifting endlessly for eternity Deciding desicions Whether the wind comes for me Or is just trying to get past me What do I want then? Poverty?  I cannot be To be rushed by like all those on land? I am free on this skiff No hurry or rush All roads lead to the same end Some are quicker than others Relax and enjoy the waves The salt of existence is not in the arriving But the leaving and never getting there American security is a easy to hold as water You spend your life with your head down Hands cupped in front of you Never noticing the death all around you The violin doesn't know what beauty it can make Until animations take up the bow and play Listen and let go To that water that will make your life dull For when you arrive with your water You will realize that you will be the only one to drink it Or maybe you won't Let the wind pass me I'm not afraid for Here I am Just as before                                     -Quasimodo

A Sermon By a Cellphone

Everyone is afraid of me
I don't know what I'm thinking
We just landed in the morning
I don't know why
It's not that I had to go
It's like a dream of you in the back
Everyone signs that dinner table in Carl's jr
That's what she did
This is the best thing to do
This is the worst time to call
It's ok baby I love you
It's ok baby remember where you want to be
With the galaxy movie or whatever
Quick office of the apes in a little bit of the cement river
Really really really good thing
Everyone has been a little shy though
Well maybe I'll fly back
Or just a hobby anyway
Don't worry about the point of existence
And you can make it out of the bed
                                                     ---Quasimodo's Cellphone

Bathwater

Don't drink the bathwater Full of dirt and muck Greed and lust and gluttony Of those who own mistrust Don't drink the bathwater Cleanse what you see Them Internalize misdeeds and crimes Against humanity All are drinking Not a want absence of need Those that don't die Thirst So young, so young So pure, so pure I shall drink Fall, condemned Stay free Don't drink the bathwater                                              -Quasimodo

Closer

As I sit by this river I drift Silently swiftly Away from here The gentle rise and fall Your breath The lap of water Your laugh The smooth reflection Your skin The empty seat beside me Occupied The soft wind upon my cheek Your kiss The river silently, swiftly I drift Closer

A Sinking Ship

Underwater now

Falling leaf

Bubbles rise to heaven

Abandon ship

Limbo now

Surface and floor

Still silently downward

Slower than before

The leak was discovered

A patch, a plug, a fix

Still a chance to stay a float

Still the light, still the air

To no avail, effort spent

Water consuming every inch

All in vain to prevent

This creation unintended

Slowly inching, blacker still

No patch available

No fix on deck

To bring this ship back to surface

Has it been decided?

Is this the fate?

Haven’t hit the bottom

Is there still some other way?

Worthless, not worthy

Of any real effort

Lost to the sea

A child of the water

Not the end, oh no

A new, your purpose is

In the depths you provide

A new home, in your death

But is that why you were created

Is that what you wanted

To be below the surface

And your existence forgotten

Save yourself, you can’t

Molded by unloving hands

To the depths, we say farewell

With a tip of the captain’s hat

                                                          -Quasimodo

A Dream...

All already gone
She was just here
She with me
And me with her

T'was a wisp
Our breaths together
I began to endure
Felt like forever

Drops of selfishness
To ease the dark thirst
That wonderful "togetheredness"
Seems to birth

The time and words wasted
Why did I not hasten?
A wisp, now, a dream
So hard to hold on to

Now apart, we, two
Is it any lighter?
Drowned in selfish alone
Feels like forever

                                           -Quasimodo

Miséricorde

Who am I that you will listen
Who am I that you will bless
How can I dare
Ay, that you will care
of the troubled seas
That I have brought upon me

Ungrateful weak and fragile
Powerless and vain
How can I ever remain
In life alive
with stain

Do not leave me to darkness
Don't leave me alone
Weak, a coward
That can't let go

For too long in darkness
Have I done all
I come to see the light
Only after I fall

Who am I?  Ungrateful sun
Unworthy father, speck of dust
Will you still bless the others
Innocence and ignorance, she crawls
Protect, give oil, make free
From the darkness that consumes all

                                             Quasimodo