Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
"Flicker" - Recorded 1/15/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them We cannot survive on sugar alone.Neither should we try to live without. Moderation, you see, is a concept greatly misunderstood and undervalued. The addict is not an addict for the pleasurable experiences they crave, but rather the lack of control afforded them … Continue reading Flicker
"These Beating Hearts, For Now Apart" - Recorded 1/11/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them You and I,In stride,Same earth, different sides.Foot down, same time.Hands up, same sky. Eager to love, ready to start,These beating hearts, for now apart…Why am I not where you are?Why must we wait, why are you so … Continue reading These Beating Hearts, For Now Apart
For you, with love. 💙 "I Want to Dance and I Want to Dance With You" - Recorded 1/5/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I have been whispering your name since the day I was born.I have been whispering your name since the day I was born and now I want … Continue reading I Want to Dance and I Want to Dance With You
* I am not crazy, Though the argument could be made; Some days I feel As if love is the same, A madness, accepted The difference the name. ** What often impedes Is what cannot be seen; We are more than just objects And there is far more Than distance between. *** As the day … Continue reading A Series of Short Bursts of Varying Frequencies
Dear Jon, Oh, my sweet, sweet Jon, I hear you have a lady friend; How good for you. Unfortunately, I also hear you like to make women feel As if they are a lesser form of human And that Jon, That is not okay. Dear Jon, Do you have any idea How long the memories … Continue reading Dear Jon (Andy the Creep)
Something real Something more Not just another name Another face Another way to fill The distance between the days The void within Consuming the essence of who we are Or were Until there is nothing left Nothing but the empty echo Of what could have been What still could be If only If only If … Continue reading Searching For…
We sat in circles under the tin roof of the old man's cottage Playing games and laughing well after the setting of the sun The wooden tables and chairs creaked Under the weight of our merriment The candles flickered From our breath like wind from a torn balloon There was not a head in the … Continue reading All the While the Storms
This poem is a collaboration between Thought for Change, of the blog The Rendezvous Club and Auroraboros, of the blog Objects, and the Distance Between Them. Update: You can view Thought for Change's posting of this piece at: https://thinkingclearly483645316.wordpress.com/2018/07/14/i-wait-for-you-in-darkness/ I've never seen you Yet I know you completely We haven't talked yet But your voice … Continue reading I Wait for You, In Darkness
Be Still. Breathe. No-one can do it for you. Though some may Try. Move Slowly. Own your Time Cannot be captured Nor can it be lost But it should Never go underappreciated. Rise From the depths. You've been down Far too long. The morning air calls Your name And the night sky searches for Your … Continue reading Still
Your name alone Can make the hairs on my arm stand on end Can break through the azure haze which I keep around myself For protection as well as To feel Nothing And so now I experience What it is like to know This world Without such formidable defenses Through my own eyes And not … Continue reading Your Name Alone
