Son Of Cerberus

I write stuff. I read stuff. I notice things.

[sonofcerberus]

I want to write something impactful but life keeps fucking me up.

All I can do is function. Work. Tell stupid jokes. Keep moving forward. Pretend time is linear.

I keep forgetting how things end. It might be denial. Maybe I know too much.

[sonofcerberus]

I keep expecting the world to have a capacity for love that just isn't part of human nature.

[sonofcerberus]

There's a price to pay

For every peaceful moment,

A tear to shed

For every gifted smile,

A drop of blood

For every kiss.

[sonofcerberus]

Peripheral

The unshakable feeling

that everything is wrong -

misconfigured, malformed,

riven and reft -

that we somehow lost our way

or had it torn from our hands,

the remnants of what

we used to be, haunting us

in echos and reflections,

taunting us in dreams.

[sonofcerberus]

perched on the embankment like

crows in a row in the cool gentle nurturing shadow of swaying chestnut trees,

sunlight swords pierce the bower beneath a sky of borrowed time

painting golden butterflies

across our cheeks and hair as voices

drift and overlap: the chirruping of

fairweather friends as we toss exhumed

memories and buried dreams

into a makeshift fire

[sonofcerberus]

this reality is augmented

by your ego, ergo you think

you are

simply because that's what

you see when you look back

[sonofcerberus]

I have a habit of discovering bands after they've already broken up. Love this voice.

[sonofcerberus]

The book of me

Is the story of everyone else,

The accompanying photo:

A silhouette framed by dark skies.

[sonofcerberus]

"It's in my hair, in my sleep

In my hands, in my teeth

It's in my chair, it looks like me

And when it stands, I take my seat"

[sonofcerberus]

The robots we never wanted & the dreams we gave away.

[sonofcerberus]

"Do I dare disturb the universe?"

You can't! The damned infernal thing is made of memory foam.

[sonofcerberus]

Together in the heavens we are walking.

"New findings in astronomy are making some astronomers doubt our basic model of the universe. Alignments of celestial objects suggest that they may be embedded in large-scale structures. Galaxies too far apart to be influencing each other are moving through space together."

[sonofcerberus]

Are you also a Boltzmann brain?

Is it hot in here or is that just thermodynamics?

Corporeality is a nice dream, don't you think?

[sonofcerberus]

Danse Macabre

His name is Midnight

and hers is Dawn

Together they are drawn

Down in the shadows and the torment and the agony of time

They dance with limbs of light and dark entwined

To summon all mortals in decline

He strokes her hair with obsidian fingertips

and she burns into him with crimson lips

Betwixt moonset and sunrise

Their love scars the sky and trails a wake through every sleeping soul

[sonofcerberus]

I may as well be trapped in amber

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Time is always running out