The Harmony of Apathy
There is a misplacement in me
Sadness in a note
Love in a tone
Pain that no one else seems to feel
But where is the empathy?
Where is the sympathy?
Apathy.
I feel-
Little
I feel-
Silence
Or rather I feel-
Where Silence is meant to be
When words would have been
Better left unspoken
When you bare your soul
For the world to hear
Should you really be surprised
When they steal it?
Or melt it?
Or freeze it?
I feel the pain, the loss, the love
There – just now
In a note
A melody.
The Harmony
of Apathy.
Coffee
Coffee.
That’s what it feels like
Bitter, biting, and wonderful
There is comfort and familiarity
That does not lessen the burn
Warmth and Pain-
Of the most superficial variety
But there are deep currents
Deep and as yet unidentified-
Who knows what flavor will arise?
Complications
The days when we drew breath so soft and sweet
Have long gone in the dark and complications
The simplicity, the serenity were once around us
Now they are lost in the midst of complexity
Where is the seamless ease?
The silent pools?
The light?
Done.
What is done cannot be undone.
Only forgiven.
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