Schizoid Face Of Phrenia, and for his great support for POETS and members. Thank you Angel!
A Special Mention to +Robert Gillette for his poetry and commitment to supporting POETS and members, thank you Robert!
Schizoid Face Of Phrenia
As a zygote or an embryo
Or some idea I hung around
As a yet to be broke up
Entity because without me
Being cracked up how could
Anything or anyone else make
Spurious claims about being
Some way to guide me back
To the light and life of its
Own being as though without
It or who or whatever it is
It could not be who or what
It is without creating me
Being who I am unless
This is just all me
The way its always been
Without beginning or
Without ending a
Crack in the cosmic egg of
Isaac Asimov
Sound confusing?
This is your own schizoid
Face of phrenia using words
As hands to drag you back
Together again so that you
Can live being eclipsed in
The light of my glory
Where I have eyes to see
Beyond your brokeness
And you either hate me
Or love me
Or envy me
Or crucify me
Or give me hemlock to drink
Because in my broke up
State of mind I threaten to undermine
And overthrow the sanity of
Your own mythical
Wore out
Torn up
Used up
Sense of self identity
I must suffer you say
To know joy and live to die
And cry in pain and go
Through all this to gain all
That when I know that
This broke up me is no
Different than cracked up
You and that we have all
Been born prematurely
In fact way to premature
We are still waiting to be
Born and not again not
To be any different from
Who you are
(C)copyright, 2016, Angel Patrick Boyar
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