The Muse

There exists a universe where I'm known as Lima. You aren't allowed there.
There exists another universe in which Lima walks. You are already here.
You have entered because you can appreciate style while ignoring content. You had been warned.
P.S. Don't bash me up if you find haiku or plain prose here.

Tuesday, February 11, 2014


Misery is addictive, like alcohol,
A byproduct of life-giving grain
It deludes and clarifies in equal measure
It is the water in both cloud and rain.

Misery feeds many rivers
Many civilizations it maintains
'Tis the cloud that exhausts itself
To usher in the rainbows of gaiety.

Self awareness is a white elephant
Misery puts it to work
When questions plague the sober mind
The answers are not found, but decided.

Every breath is a step closer to death
Every memory swallowed by time
But not all the misery of the universe
Can negate the truth of eternal life.
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