Burning PlasticA Poem by Davidgeo.
in health i believe
beauty passes imperceptibly in between the surface and the deeper expectations of the things that we seek a basic chase, a borne distraction health is not beauty intellectually speaking.... like a pretty lady without speech or a vacuous something or another things become so misleading without warning your life becomes a typhoon in a spectacular flotilla of perfect skin named eventual devastation below the surface exists tranquility in thought i have been so wrong about thing's in the past without warning i let myself down on the regular a thing that has happened enough to know that what i do not know is quite plentiful so mistakes have led me deep below the surface practicing awfulness taboo drunkenness exotic abuse misused talents insane practices to find everything that can confront me to find what truly comforts me from that i will find all that does lie in me and to everyone of us something base the beginning of shame something very far beyond health, beyond beauty what i'm seeking is simple a very calming decimation a remembered destruction a personal understanding of how living things unfold (flesh beyond flesh) i know aesthetic based ethics are a lie will i bleed more to understand? or just mow the lawn in the morning? (to forget in a present) © 2017 DavidgeoAuthor's NoteFeatured Review
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