to live. to live forever.
ari b. cofer, Unfold: Poetry + Prose
Hush
Too far, too wide, too fast
Not yet
Don’t go
Don’t, won’t
Don’t, can’t
Not now
Beware
Hush now
Haven’t done, won’t do
Couldn’t do, won’t do
What can I do?
Can’t do
And can’t and can’t and can’t
I’m scared
Don’t ask
— I Guess the Old You is a Ghost (#589: June 25, 2014)
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
-Rumi
It’s staying up at night
Listening to the ticking of the clock,
the sounds from outside.
It's being distracted for just a short time
by the light of the streetlight
shining through the carelessly closed shutters
It’s hoping not having to face the next day
It’s numbing fear
Waking up the next morning,
starting the day with newfound motivation
It’s creeping up throughout the day
Doing the dishes,
writing an essay,
drinking coffee
And suddenly it’s there
The color of my soul is a shade no one seems to like.
My heart, it soars
Spending not a single day chained to the earth no longer
While my body, it rots
Beneath the daisy field
●a way to let go of my thoughts because I fear they might crush me● ||they/them||
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