no choice

The teeth that smile and let the floating carts glide
along with us on our tour
us flocks with no choice

The lights buzz words on the reader

“Welcome, Welcome
Here you are
Here is where you will be
Here is where you are going
Have a good day…”

The walls shuddered and their hair spindles erected.
We were glaring pairs of eyes on our way
to somewhere, nowhere, anywhere.


-Ben

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Image by Irina Iriser

gave in to the underside

You pinned me up on the walls of the library
with swords
My Kin
gave into the underside

His hooded ‘brothers’ caught me and blared up close
They forced me to play
and I did
I knew the words
I couldn’t leave without him

You pinned me up on the walls of the library
with swords
My Kin
gave into the underside

and let them run me through


-Ben

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The Fear

Standing atop your own head
In the dark night, over the piercing screeches of the wild-
the sounds that you don’t want to hear-
Biting your tongue and caressing the urge to wail

You’re riding your own death wave
Relaxing
Into the cold waters of the familial unknown

————————

You wake up fresh, in sharp life;
A Bear on the zero point: the mission

Moving through the forest of shadows with crisp breath
and open eyes

You have become the fear


Ben

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Quiet Love

The subtlest love, to learn, to listen

Is heartbreaking at times

Tugging on the ropes that make you, you.

Often a quiet love, many times unappreciated, yet

The magnitude of silence is seldom understood

but by those who dwell in peace.

 

The smallest opening in ones heart is a fountain from which to drink.

The longevity of the soil of mind lives on it,

Courage. Hence

 

Parts of you that bloom in the wind of your spirit

Are satiated by the silent, knowing whispers of your soul:

The ears ear and the eyes of your love.

 


-Ben

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Photography by Dids

Words I needed to hear

“All you wanted
It’s nearer than you think
You think too much
So you don’t see
You do too much
So you don’t listen
Do you love yourself anymore?
How can that be
If you are love
Try to see
With the eyes of trust
And the heart;
Have ears for your soul
That is at once the seed and the flower
And the pettles, even if
They are too fall
For a while,
They’re nearer than you think~”

 


-Ben

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