More Spontaneous Poetry

All this shit slowly slicks
and across the sky I see
A demon of utmost divinity
Across the lakes and seas of stones
I hear a battalion crawl
violently
purposefully
gloriously
pathetically
and across the sky I see
An angel of utmost putridity
Fight the fire and feel the rush
A thousand emeralds tinkle and clink
in a crystal cascade
an avalance across the fractally woven filaments of fate

 I wrote this during Violent Dreams by Crystal Castles.

And in her eyes I see
Truth
Lies
Immorality
Beauty
Tranquility
There is no escape
from the ones we love
and the impossible colossal labyrinth we call a mind
and the interweavings and dancings of the primordial grind

I wrote this piece during Not In Love by Crystal Castles.

Sweat runs down my sides
and across my back
but in my mind's eye
I hold...
gentle..
rains...

 I think this piece also was written during Not In Love, but I can't recall...

Anyhow, all these are the usual.  Spontaneous poetry. Elements of clashing terms here and there. I especially like the demon and angel statements in the first one.

Dreams of Grandeur and Whispers of Bliss

So a lot has happened since my last touch with home base.

The girl I was crushing on a few months ago, I'm no longer crushing on.  I lost interest in her, and realized she was actually sort of boring (at least at first glance).  It was probably myself just trying to latch onto someone after losing my previous girlfriend.

But anyhow, I've found a new girl; one I did not even expect.

I'll refer to this girl as Gem from here on in.  It hides her identity, it is short and easy to type. Mainly, it compactifies the beauty of her eyes.  Her eyes are brown, which I normally see as somewhat boring, but they are different.  When they catch the light they hit the same vibrant green that blue/green eyes do.  I love her eyes.

I say she's unexpected because I've known her (more like "of her") for years.  I've always seen her as ridiculously beautiful, but never really saw much in her from afar.  I always assumed she was unintelligible, and maybe boring.

How wrong was I? Beautifully wrong.  I've never been happier to be this wrong.

She wants to go into aerodynamics, and she's getting the same grades I did.
She's disciplined.
She's playful.
She's animated.
She's infectious.
She's ridiculously gorgeous.

I feel so damn shy around her that now I feel depressed that I didn't do more to progress our relationship last time we hung out.  Talking here helps alleviate this somewhat though.

Depression ---transhappify ---> love-doped

In the back of my mind resides the cold, numbing fact that it'll probably not last once it does take off.  There are plenty who are better than me, who she'll be exposed to once she enters university.  And she'll be busy with her studies, away from me.  It'd be more long-distance than my last serious relationship.

But I know this is the cost of love, and I can't resist her anyhow.  I'll sponge up as much time as I can with her, while I can, and enjoy every moment until it falls apart.

"I need you so much closer........" - Transatlanticism by Death Cab For Cutie