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Become The Fool
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“Love leaves you empty and full at once
It leaves you burning and at peace
It leaves you satisfied and wanting more
It gives you light in darkness
an ember that never cools
a song of silence
a dream with eyes wide open
It flees when it is sought
It finds you when you aren’t looking
It is magic and it is real”
― Become The Fool
It leaves you burning and at peace
It leaves you satisfied and wanting more
It gives you light in darkness
an ember that never cools
a song of silence
a dream with eyes wide open
It flees when it is sought
It finds you when you aren’t looking
It is magic and it is real”
― Become The Fool
“Trick Candle
Torches feeding on the dark between the stars
a river of ice and fire converge in her chest
a kiss like a hot spring, a tongue of embers
breath of ash with sparking lips
words that crash like the tide and a judge’s hammer
a touch like a bed of poppies and spiderwebs
hips like the curve of an hourglass and sex
pure sex manifested in the flesh
a body to take a bullet for
I am drunk and drugged, dashed upon
the shore of her soul
a soul to set the angels and demons to war
I am stranded in no man’s land
in between her ribs
like a madman guardian
searching for her womb
seeking death or rebirth
those bittersweet twins
one a flicker
the other a trick candle
I crawl towards the light”
― Become The Fool
Torches feeding on the dark between the stars
a river of ice and fire converge in her chest
a kiss like a hot spring, a tongue of embers
breath of ash with sparking lips
words that crash like the tide and a judge’s hammer
a touch like a bed of poppies and spiderwebs
hips like the curve of an hourglass and sex
pure sex manifested in the flesh
a body to take a bullet for
I am drunk and drugged, dashed upon
the shore of her soul
a soul to set the angels and demons to war
I am stranded in no man’s land
in between her ribs
like a madman guardian
searching for her womb
seeking death or rebirth
those bittersweet twins
one a flicker
the other a trick candle
I crawl towards the light”
― Become The Fool
“We are souls in the flesh
specters caught between
the limbo of yesterday and tomorrow
illusions of the present
imposters in these skins
I am rain blown sideways by the wind
My art, my love, my hunger slows the descent
I spread out like a shadow on the pavement
stomped on by what is, saved by what is not
but is and is not are so fickle
Reality and dreams dress up as one another
playing musical chairs in the mind
and if you are so lucky that a dream seizes
the throne and turns your mind into an imagination, do not revolt, do not resist
Become your madness
Become the fool”
― Become The Fool
specters caught between
the limbo of yesterday and tomorrow
illusions of the present
imposters in these skins
I am rain blown sideways by the wind
My art, my love, my hunger slows the descent
I spread out like a shadow on the pavement
stomped on by what is, saved by what is not
but is and is not are so fickle
Reality and dreams dress up as one another
playing musical chairs in the mind
and if you are so lucky that a dream seizes
the throne and turns your mind into an imagination, do not revolt, do not resist
Become your madness
Become the fool”
― Become The Fool
“Heart Rings
What stories would our bones tell
if they had rings like trees?
circles marking the times
when you felt loved
when you were in love
when you grieved
when you did something that
required every last ounce of your courage
when you were full of faith —
That is how our hearts work
a lone, rhythmic documentarian
chronicling your life in the shadow of your flesh
mysterious even to its owner
And someday we might learn
that it was drawing a map
for the soul to navigate the real final frontier”
― Become The Fool
What stories would our bones tell
if they had rings like trees?
circles marking the times
when you felt loved
when you were in love
when you grieved
when you did something that
required every last ounce of your courage
when you were full of faith —
That is how our hearts work
a lone, rhythmic documentarian
chronicling your life in the shadow of your flesh
mysterious even to its owner
And someday we might learn
that it was drawing a map
for the soul to navigate the real final frontier”
― Become The Fool
“Tonight my heart weeps on behalf of my eyes
a reluctant delegation of tears
like condensation on a window
on the verge of falling
Tonight I am a ruin
a castle made of sand
The tide has come to reclaim me
I am a mirage in a ghost's memory
already gone if I was ever here
Tonight I am the blood of the rose
squeezed and pressed in a child's hand
I am the moon without the sun
My light is dimming
and the moths have taken up residence
in my stomach where the butterflies once lived
It is dark and they are hungry
Tomorrow I will keep planting flowers in my soul
Winter will pass
They will bloom and the butterflies will return”
― Become The Fool
a reluctant delegation of tears
like condensation on a window
on the verge of falling
Tonight I am a ruin
a castle made of sand
The tide has come to reclaim me
I am a mirage in a ghost's memory
already gone if I was ever here
Tonight I am the blood of the rose
squeezed and pressed in a child's hand
I am the moon without the sun
My light is dimming
and the moths have taken up residence
in my stomach where the butterflies once lived
It is dark and they are hungry
Tomorrow I will keep planting flowers in my soul
Winter will pass
They will bloom and the butterflies will return”
― Become The Fool
