Absconded [Dedicated to AJP]

Like the ears to the eyes,
I've lost myself
for the ease of demise

and...

These are the soundtrack to my sleep.

I've never understood,
I always intro-speak.

And where I'm abandoned
I miss myself.

But give you me
in this moment,
however tenderly,
has in this memory
remembered.

A worthless cause to be forgotten,
the second, for which we are begotten.

Then the words don't come like they once used to,
phobic of the filter for what I've been through
though as I'm, perhaps, wont to do.
Forget aphasia. I'm just a fool.

Unable to forget;
If this is it
I choose to quit!

Remedy the challenge that is to be,
sadden the role of atrophy,
fear explanation of supposedly...
adjectives which diefy the apathy
of me.

Strange not feeling motivation again,
its [purposely] differen...ce,
enticingly insignificant,
peacefully belligerent;
Afraid of pacification.

When I was young,
my Dad explained to me
how tomorrow never comes.

Now I'm older and tomorrow
is all that I want.

It still makes sense to me now,

to always teach the why behind the how,
to never hide behind the hallowed ground.

Don't expect the words to come
'cause, fuck, they're always there.

Don't accept that their from
is the shake after the stare.

Don't incept,
do secure,
don't attempt
but do infer.

We recktify.
Choose against odds so specified
a pry to ply.

Derelict in conviction
and absent in inhibition.

My mind is made, in that I abstain
from fear that when convenient
forgets tomorrow for today's implicit
call for now

to begin.

Known to the righteous:

Original sin.