Noel Negele- Two Poems

Symmetry

This is why our existence

is so sad in essence

because we cannot comprehend

a beginning or an end

but both take place

and our mind wonders

sometimes more than what is wise

but the state of life

has the decency and kindness

to distract us from the perpetual affliction

with senses 

but the wonder

cannot cease to happen 

inside your skull-

roots sown from the confusion -

and give away to a more

easy living,

it comes when we’re alone-

loneliness is when the gates open

and it comes out to our minds-

elbows on ledge

staring down and contemplating of falling

as animals tear each other apart

for food

men tear each other apart

for profit

as banks sponsor armies

children with bulged guts

stagger among a debris of 

left overs

and when the sun gives away to darkness

they like to hold tight on each other

it makes them immune 

to the nothingness that is everything

they like to tell tales of love

as the new days begin

but the same mistakes occur

they like to tell lies of love

so they can stall the hurt.

They turn to god

because they are afraid and desperate

they turn to many gods

because one lie is not enough

and then they fight each other for their lies

because love is not enough religion for them

what we need now

is a wonderful illusion

to dive in head first

a blanket from the agony

a deluded sense of purpose

a conviction of self importance

repeat after me

we are good and jolly people

we are good and jolly people.

Spring Rejection.

Stumbling away from a sleep

you don’t want to loosen your grasp on

and its 6:30 in the morning

and it always happens at pretty much 6:30 in the morning

when the girls in the dreams push you away

tauntingly and cheerfully

to face the ceiling

and the mocking twittering of the birds

to stroll around in an empty apartment

as the first shops open

as the first coffees are poured 

watching the news

the minimal truths occasionally thrown

between the cyclical lies

smoking a cigarette on the window

peeling an egg and devouring it without salt

opened up to a worthlessness 

like a chess board missing 7 pawns

like a predator without the sharpness on the teeth

it has flashes of a genius

she said

but it doesn’t quite stretch out to a whole.