Clichés I can do without

Imagine all those bad lyrics you hear in pop songs about love, now stick two fingers up at them.

Clichés I can do without

 

I’ve never cared for people who say they can’t live without you

or for anyone who has presumed to climb a mountain,

or swim an ocean to be with me.

 

I’m bored of stars being compared to gems and

bored of trying to see those gems in your eyes.

If the sun shines only for you, I’d gladly be nocturnal.

 

If I am everything you will ever want and

everything you will ever need,

could this be anything but horribly overbearing?

 

If you really were an angel,

cloaked in dreams and borne by promise,

I’d want only the visceral part of you.

 

Don’t say you will always be there for me;

because always is a long time and

I don’t admire the undiscerning.

 

I’m tired of metaphors of stones worn by the sea.

Maybe the stones aspire to sand,

the way all things tend towards lessening.

 

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[Vishuddha]

Life, unlike everything else, does not follow the law of entropy. It grows, builds, organises until the last day. Aspiration is a quality of life. Lessening is a function of entropy, of death or at least of unliving. What a cross breed is this stone! Aspiring to dissolve. Is this but the acceptance that we, who are alive, refuse?