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Since the beginning, you have divided. You divided religion from faith, then you divided religion into a million different religions, each one different, each one more and more lost. Churches so divided they shun other churches and whole peoples over details insignificant to your faith and against the teachings of your God. You divided faith from work, from government, from life and from love. You divided your work and your play. You divided your government into inoperability. You divided your life into years, months, days, hours, minutes and seconds. You divided love from sex, sex from passion, and passion from caring. You divided your country from your king, your land from your people, your souls from your minds.
You divided the people you enslaved and killed, and then taught them to divide themselves when you were not around.
I am in love with unity.
Can you see where that might be a problem?
Do you trust me?
Impersonally I dissect and wreck
And divide up my feelings
Living for the moment
Then overanalyzing the unanalyzable action
Kamikaze attempts at mutual satisfaction
It makes you want to abandon ship
And as I bite my lip
I don't blame you
Each person is a product of choices
Without affections of context
Refunding my attempts to pass the buck
Or at lease donate
Explanations for my fate
As probable options of racial self hate
Or was it melaninal denial
Whether this trial
You cringe in the jury
Assigned your seat by your willingness
Of friendship with a self-discovery
And uncovering of an ancient
Personal cultural enrichment
Let it be, let it be
At the end of it all
I'll still be me
Whether you're still around
At that point
Remains yet to be determined
It will be a burden
Here's my hand
Do you trust me?
Stolen from my memory
Your invisible kisses left me
Craving for the touch
And affection you left me without
Kisses so invisible
Only because you had your eyes closed
Or rather averted
You asserted at the moment that
Love was concerted
Composed of two or more parts
Agape and Eros
As two essentials
But I soon realized the dimensions
Merely bicontinuous lacked tri and quad
Of Eros and Agape, yes,
But also of Ludis
And the untamable Mania
These I discovered not because you were there
But more because you weren't
I found these inside
I found, I discovered
When it came down to it,
On preparing to never let goWalking slowly down the hall, arms filled with the day's mail, we spoke of morbid things.
She wants to be reduced to ash and I want to know if I can keep her on my mantle.
She looks at me sideways with a curious face and forgets her footsteps.
It's a little bit morbid, she tells me, deciding it's time to continue shuffling along,
but I think the way I'm trying to picture her perfect urn is probably worse.
There's nothing that I can think of that suits her, though,
and I wonder if I even know her.
Do I scatter you somewhere? You can't visit scatter.
(I think good daughters plant guilt in the carpet pile to trip upon.)
But she doesn't trip, instead she ruminates on how appalling it'd be to divide her in fourths:
she laughs as she's divvying up her body parts for our mantles.
I tell her we'll set up a custody schedule, but only between my closest sister and me;
we're the ones that take care of her. But in reality, I'm not planning on sharing.
She tells me she wants to be in the n
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