When I die can they cremate
My thoughts intentions and wishes?
Scatter the ashes in your garden
And know that I always wanted
The very best for everyone.
Vagabond Prophet
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Radiation Therapy
Radiation therapy
Biggest oxymoron
Fight poison with poison,
Two villains make a hero right?
Call me when I can
Irradiate my demons,
That pull out the thatching
For the nests they build inside.
– Vagabond Prophet
Four people to move one patient
Two pushing the bed
Two pushing the machines
Keeping him alive.A dying person?
Or a disassembled cyborg?
Vagabond Prophet
– These are honestly the thoughts that go through my head when I see stuff like this.
Abyss either side, and narrow in the middle,
Isthmus,
Land jutting out
To meet me underfoot
And provide a way to you.
Vagabond Prophet
I’m an addict, and I really can’t stop. I think I’ll try being addicted to you instead.
Vagabond Prophet
No Hurry
Waves lapping the shore
Nonchalant
There’s no hurry here.
All the time in the world
To reshape the world
The great architect that water is.
Let me share your surface
To traverse your great expanse
Fill me with your breath
So I can glide with ease.
No engine humming
No gasoline
Just you and me
Caressing each other.
You capsize me with a gust
And into your depths I’m thrust
No longer just a sailor, but fulfilling sailors dreams,
I become part of the vastness.
– Vagabond Prophet
Phantom
Speaking lies
Words contradict
I braid the different strands.
Cling to each other
Agree on something
And become a solid being.
A phantom I invented
Hot gases manifested,
This spectre and a hundred like it
Will haunt me till I die.
Begrudgingly
Curmudgeonly
I let go my crown of dust.
Untangle this braid
Let gas evaporate
Set me free
From my own ensnaring thoughts.
– Vagabond Prophet
Percolator Love
You’ve been percolating
Just for me,
While I imitate life.
When I’m weary and afflicted
From a fitful sleep, fears reoccurred,
You’re waiting for me.
Epitome of bittersweet,
Bitter enough I need you,
Sweet enough I want you.
Electrify my mind,
Like soul adrenaline
I’ll dance if you ask.
Could we be like before?
When I’d stay up all night,
Just to be with you?
Nowadays more like a crutch,
Keeping weariness at bay
And I hate that.
I want the excitement again
Of first love’s
First sip.
But coffee my dear,
How ever far you stray
You still make my day.
– Vagabond Prophet
Baffled
I haven’t words for this
Truth so plain
It confuses me
Bruises me.
You formed this clay
And decreed it clever
But I go to bed each night
Baffled by your might.
That you would decide
Without a second thought
From your throne in the sky
“for this one I will die.”
– Vagabond Prophet
For I’ve seen beauty aswell with her sting.
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