Impressionable-processes

Impressionable-processes

A Poem by Tasi83




  
That the complex and organic 
instinct-processes of the soul have
 thus come together and become influenceable,
 which are involuntarily integrated into
 the network of social processes
 and not only in a helpless,
 servile way, allowing them
 to simultaneously open
 and crush the petals of the
 yearning soul-pieces: 
they are thrown out
 of their solidly imagined balance
 by the disorganized system of the Whole.


The being of the body as a whole 
prepares itself for a general lamentation
 when it is no longer able to
 show its sincere-unselfish face.
 Unbearable, shameful emptiness
 - a total silence drowned in harmonies
 becomes less bearable. 
All at once, everything
 has entered a vacuum-free space:
 an inner, domestic landscape.


Some familiar ache penetrated the proud,
 organic cell wall, to then drum
 a tachycardic alarm to the desperate brain
 - Billog-burning is necessary to burn
 unconditional traces,
 to learn once and for all that
 "some" only take some into the hidden
 corners of the tiny nooks of existence; 
and they forget as soon as 
the benefits do not flow to them.


Our necessary tyrannies must be endured,
 borne, so that the body in
 its final countdown may suddenly
 bid farewell and give up its vital struggle.
 Death, as a busybodies, a gallant conqueror,
 has raised its dark banner of exchange over life
 - and there can be no more left,
 no more insured security
 for a worthy recapture.


The rattling heaps of waste are carried,
 drifted, scattered to the skies by a stray,
 howling wind - with faltering,
 imperfectly rhythmical steps,
 one forward, two backward, 
the prophet-legs of the old aged march on;
 the old glaze begins to crackle,
 and it is time at any rate to face
 the finished state of passing away early!

© 2023 Tasi83


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Added on February 7, 2023
Last Updated on February 7, 2023
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Tasi83
Tasi83

Budapest, Budapest, Hungary



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I was born on November 30, 1983 in Budapest! I studied Hungarian history at ELTE-TFK, BTK; history teacher. I'm editing ebooks! So far, I have published my volumes on Publió and Publishdrive as.. more..

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A Poem by Tasi83