Soleil
ACT 3: CHAOS
CHAOS
i am too alive !.
I HAD A WALKING PHASE,
where i walked everywhere. sometimes aimlessly. I explored every inch of my territory. This again is that itch for something more. I walked everywhere, just to see the world in action and to perhaps be welcomed into it
I think I was physically searching for my spot.
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i can do nothing for days at a time—while thinking of ev
erything
that i can do.
sit still
until it washes over me
sweet moon
wash over me dry
salted ocean watch over me wet
sit still
think
i can do nothing for days at a time
i am an in an upside down world
sleep finds me at the sunrise
and night snatches me from my sleep
and my superpower is i can see the beauty in everything.
yet still desire the ugly like a melancholy chocolate
i walk along the sky and whisper good morning to the sun at night
i drink to dehydrate
and wake up to die all over again like flowers rejecting spring
all over again
see here
we love ourselves backwards like confused butterflies
like
alphabet soup that i’ve forgotten the warmth of in my stomach like everything else edible
and over here it don’t feel warm
over here
it is the scorching winters of antarctica
the icy summers of the sahara
see here
we are lost
like the chameleon who has forgotten his true shade
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there is a certain fear that accompanies existence and the way in which people deal with that is important
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IN RESPONSE TO SUN-RA
we are a culture so obsessed yet so indifferent to our death. to our ends. to our demise. the greatest ignorance. how we revel in our uncertain life yet remain woefully ignorant to the most certain thing of all which is death. death is the grotesque beast in front us
us.
We’ve grown to fear, love, run from, and crave.