SuperNova Afterglow: End Of Days

Aimless...

cool. desirable.
fire. craving.
thirst my flame
quench my thirst

lost. misdirection.
sign. deserving.
nod your indication
guide my pith.

Aimless poet searching
never saw you coming
Would you just dare
pull me down to kiss?

Your cool desire
    like fire I crave.
Lost without a sign
    in this pith -- please guide
an aimless, searching...

Shhhhhhhhhh

Tossedx  Handsx 
    Timex    Stopx 


I don't know where I was going with this other than I had a bunch of disjointed thoughts like words bubbling to the surface and then I started putting together the connections to make some sort of message out of it to send to another.

It could be like reading someone's own code like morse, synophore, smoke signals or a ouija board. Examples not used here, but could be referenced in a similar poem. In my own cryptic way I try to understand myself so I know what it is I am meant to say. Well, then, the message is delivered and I imagine she hushes me, but return is hard and perhaps I am just hushing myself.

The little x's are periods that come with emotion. It's like adding some force to get those words to halt at the end. Perhaps, they could mean something more. I only look at my note book and see them there and know the emotion I felt as I put each one down after those final four words.