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You were a fine, frayed thing
Shirt tucked into beetle black slacks
Hair mussed, straight back
A look of clouds in your eyes
Clouds that stormed and shined
As if you were trying to deliberate
On whether you were a butterfly or not
Curled orangutan hands
Stained orange from years of clay
Desert lips aching for rain
Those raspberry tectonic plates
Are not quenched by your trembling tongue
I watched you spread your wings
Heart sinking as they melted in the sun
Behind those cedar curls
Is a world you forgot to live
A world where I don't exist
To observe your bitter hopes
Bitter dreams, bittern wings
Where a barrier resides
Between the mundane and the sky
But you ignore the deep recesses
of a dreamless, sleepless place
Your filthy coat still glitters
In your alternative sun's meek rays
You stay where safety hugs you
You imagine a lie, a peace
And remain in the world of Zhuangzi
Shirt tucked into beetle black slacks
Hair mussed, straight back
A look of clouds in your eyes
Clouds that stormed and shined
As if you were trying to deliberate
On whether you were a butterfly or not
Curled orangutan hands
Stained orange from years of clay
Desert lips aching for rain
Those raspberry tectonic plates
Are not quenched by your trembling tongue
I watched you spread your wings
Heart sinking as they melted in the sun
Behind those cedar curls
Is a world you forgot to live
A world where I don't exist
To observe your bitter hopes
Bitter dreams, bittern wings
Where a barrier resides
Between the mundane and the sky
But you ignore the deep recesses
of a dreamless, sleepless place
Your filthy coat still glitters
In your alternative sun's meek rays
You stay where safety hugs you
You imagine a lie, a peace
And remain in the world of Zhuangzi
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A poem about a very confused person who is never sure what is real and what isn't. She retreats into her mind, unsure of whether she is in reality or a dream. Kinda confusing. I apologize.
Just a side note for those confused or curious:
Zhuangzi was a chinese philosopher. In his book, the Zhuangzi, he mentions a dream he had about being a butterfly. When he woke up, he was not sure if he was a man dreaming he was a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming he was a man.
Just a side note for those confused or curious:
Zhuangzi was a chinese philosopher. In his book, the Zhuangzi, he mentions a dream he had about being a butterfly. When he woke up, he was not sure if he was a man dreaming he was a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming he was a man.
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This is actually legitimately good, nice job! .