What is stagnation?
A destination
a procrastination forevermore
a relaxation, and may all the lords
forsake whoever more, but our swords
and my futility in this mutiny
a liability, not a responsibility
a craving for a dream that never creeps
an eye that never sleeps
or a heart that never weeps
a mother's poem, a flower blooms now
yet, aren't there any other rooms now
for us to make a long solitary bow
a rest from the day, for we did our best
a symbol in the sky, and the clouds never lie
but will they never lie, even after we die
and yet the crevices never cry
even after the hastily-spoken demise
of a heftily-woken surprise
that the world will end whenever
a tomorrow, or a year, or a century or forever
a greater cause, or maybe a major loss
forever, forever, however, we're together
a lover, a friend
a fervor, godsend
forever, and forever, and forever
A sign of hope, or maybe a never
a crater, but a debris from the sky
a meteor, and from a tree that could sigh
purposeless, for the dreams are just gone
or just mourning under the dirty backyard lawn
the day becomes days, the week becomes weeks
whoever shall break through this isolated system
another, and another, and another
a wisdom, concealing beyond our freedom
squealing for help, a bloody deluge
and the seas of golden-purple, bloodied refuge
a soup of life, a stagnation
an island of I, levitation
a spine of the world, meditation
a death, a rebirth, a meaningless samsara
and all our dreams are now buried in samsara
Let us sweep the dust off our skins and spines
for we are the stars of seams and fauna
let us sit and make peace with winds and wines
and reach for the stars, dreams of nirvana
