Along the digital sea
I set myself upon this task
to fill the void in my heart
and soothe the madness in my soul
A love for all things
and on its underbelly
a lust equally powerful
lips laced with the taste – of poison
Reaching for every smile
and promising approaches
my passion released
to raise havoc
on civilized man
as the tempests that sweep wide
across the endless seas
I saw a grimace
in your electric eyes
and you opened your doors
to a lonely vagabond
and offered shelter and vision
in the hallowed halls
of your blue sky mission
and brought me into your fellowship
Those were fragile days
when I mistook compassion
for consentual lust
we swapped stories
and I pressed your boundaries
when I longed for ways
that taxed your traditions
until your brethren
chose to walk my path.
The tension mounted between us
the derision was weary
and division, ever-present
I apologize for naught.
I was always open
to unlimited potential
open to possibilities
but you closed your doors
to the spirit of exploration
when you closed your heart
and turned away from me.
You turned the lights out.
And then came the rage.
unchecked and out of bounds.
never wanted for more
than to make you see
your own limitations
never wanted more
for you to move beyond
religion and nationality
never wanted more
to show you how
you led yourself astray
I shudder to imagine
the scope of the lectures
you have ready at your command
but I’ve been down that road many times
and I shall never agree with you.
I exposed my truth and vision
and it became symbolism
on your digital walls
a forgotten place long draped
by the cobwebs of your mind
So misguided to believe
yourself so godlike
to bare before the earth
the visions
of an imprisoned pale green squid
that old god of Lovecraftian lore
who lies deeply dreaming
with the sigils of your mind
such boastfulness
reveals the hidden truth
about all the skills you lack
Yet those inadequacies
will go unnoticed
by your adoring worshippers
who prefer to beg on bended knee
for a prophet to guide them
than to stand on their own two feet
take down that pomp and circumstance
and dissect the mask
behind this visage,
beyond your countenance
remains a single, lonely man.