Fictions
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
 
This Is The State Of My Mind

To look into the child and see its doubts
Feel comfort in its fright
When will a kick from the little one
Bring me running into the abyss

I fail in my love for nothing
And live with humans of another kind
The un-withered beasts of destruction
Welcome me in their hearts with a loathe

They have no choice but to trust me
And believe i may be their destruction
Contests of belief and physical prowess
Can leave me no other decision

This Offer i cannot refuse
For things wished for are often received
Received in the shadow of Structure No Conception
With little gain other than successful setback

These delights of pain and pressure from guilt
Have not been mine enemy nor mine at all
Terrible sounds erupt from within the others
And watching them stand has been a pastime

Will you watch as i slowly destroy existence
Or will you fight in vain in a Battle
A Battle of no foes and only winners
Faith has no hold to true Trust

I have put my belief an a cloud
A simple mist of luck and happenstance
It has made and destroyed and made again
My destiny is but a fraction of eternity

Drink and Eat bountiful scraps of less than worth
Make your pets as lovers and become of natural
Natural things glow of unnatural beauty
Life is a force against the Universe

Behold your world and nothing that resides
Then look at these Things of Claim
If you feel then begone
For you are not the one i seek

Mortal Thoughts limit to the finite
Finite is the finish of things to come and gone
Pure is a Thought of nothingness
This Thought holds everything within its grasp

Ronald Pyatt



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