Author: masterpei

bumbleblossoms:

So much has changed. My life turned upside down, not for bad, but for good and for novelty.

Since we spoke, I have ventured far beyond what I thought I could do. And I have done amazing. There’s this bitter aftertaste as I lay in bed, suddenly realizing you don’t know any of this. It doesn’t matter, does it? You are gone and that’s all there is to it.

But it kind of matters to me. Or right now it does. Maybe it won’t in 6 months.

I wonder if you ever share that bitter aftertaste. I wonder how much your life has changed, whether for good, bad, or novelty. I hope I never know.

And I hope it’s changed for the better.

– Miriam Kamens, messages to you

yeah

the final frontier

a wilderness
a wasteland
where we never hear

the cries of the lost

though ignorance,
through fear,
we do not
know how to hear.

know how to touch
know how to feel
know how to tell
that which is real

from that which we
conjure up
in the name
of hope

pain will come
pain will pass

as sunlight through
aged glass

One thing I
have failed to learn,
is how to identify
the point of no return.

I see it in retrospect,
when it is too late.
once the hounds have escaped,
THEN, I shut the gate.

I never see it coming
until I start to burn;
yet, an inferno rages
at the point of no return.

and still I don’t hear,
and still I don’t feel,
the ominous sound
as the paint starts to peel.