I'll Use The Stars to Light My Way

[swilow]

I'll Use The Stars to Light My Way

Lost in a mystery
March on to the eulogy
in an unblemished dark
As dark as a hearts secrets,
regrets, dreams and nightmares
Blastbeating to the drum's pulse
of the crashing Son so-
I'll Use The Stars to Light My Way.
Night obeys this plea for the luminous,
humourus in flinging jewels,
singing, across the Great Nowhere.
I'll go there and hear,
the Chaldean iconoclast's
weep and bemoon this sacrifice
ov the Son to pin the sun in Her
fixed circuit around the galaxy,
of which, I too- and you
are starlight- too distant yet
to reach the Homeworld and
so close when blindingly
Smashing the horizon and
Loving the loss of childhood.
and shadows.

 

[thujone]

i'm not sure i understand. are you lamenting our lost childhoods, or are you speaking as the voice of your lost childhood looking to the stars for guidance? an interesting topic for sure. i dreamed last night that i met my childhood self, and he claimed to be dead. i asked myself how am i dead if i'm still living, and he told me to look at how different the me now is from the me then was, and alluded to evolving paradigms as the point of death to previous selves and births of new selves

 

[swilow]

^I really have no idea what I'm talking about either. All I know s that its about childhood, and dying; and how small we are on a cosmic scale.... I think....

 

[thujone]

that must mean you're a cosmic prophet from the future

 

[swilow]

Since when does poetry need to make sense??