sedation is no solution
but the elation makes it confusing
like how can a slow suicide be so soothing?
Ive been musing about solar eclipses
practicing my swordsmanship out of sight // out of mind
as I feel all the greats do.
lines keep marching through my nostrels
its hard to sleep most afternoons
even write now I feel more right
more in tune.
not everything salvagable is of use
I wish more people thought it was cool.
but being the fool is still living with love
you dont have to kill yourself with substances to find trust
weve had enough martyrs // a lover blossoms from above
as below...such is pain...such is growth