Let me be

“Let Me”

Let me get misplaced in the kiss of time
Prying into my expiry
As I devise telescopes of coping with my realism

Let me vanish in the coppices of the ether
Trace my apathy in the Milky Way
As I shake the sky to drink in diamonds

Let me love myself
Intellectually waning
Thoughts that hemorrhage life

Let me waste my time
Around words that don’t rhyme
Caress my starved mind

Let me create something out of mine emptiness
Mean something to this meaninglessness
We call purpose and dream and destiny

Let me sit and meditate
On the sun’s madness
On the faces of men.