Alien Landscape

the drifted and the colossal

darling, i will trap you in my poetry, tied to my apathy. every single dream that blooms in your beautiful mind will grow like vines and twist into alien words, the language of your fairytale love. the bubble promises that burst bitter upon my tongue. the firey passion that burns everything but yourself. in the midst of your careless constructs, i am the carpenter of your sanity. i am the architect of your desires.

there are times you forget the more important things. darling, your love is colossal, mighty and useless like an empty tower but mine scatters across your universe like dead leaves. it may be the very air you breathe or the dust that stings your eyes and make you cry. that is what you forget. what is left of me are just falling leaves from a tree long withered because the land on which it grips on is hollow. and in this hollowness is a world build by your discarded dreams.

you shout your voice hoarse and scale with a compass to the corners of earth but the heart that beats within you beats forgotten like a tiny pulse of memory in an amnesia kingdom.

darling, your love is colossal. mighty and useless like an empty tower. but mine scatters across your universe like dead leaves. you can rest now. don't look for me. i am everywhere.
Posted by NHJ 9/25/2005 01:29:00 pm

Sunday, September 25, 2005