existentially in love

A Poem by strangebrain

still battling with the shift in consciousness the twenty first of december brought

it is love that is the greatest comfort,
that embraces you when you are
consumed by the fears of reality.
when you look down at your hands
and all you can see is
a dream creature.
no life form, no body.
all i know for certain
is now i'm only living
for a gentle kiss between my thighs
and a rough tug on my hair
to bring me closer to fiery love.

a smear on a clear windscreen
and i'm opening up my battered soul
blessed by bug guts and
recovering from reckless love.
the knight of swords took my heart
and poisoned me from oceans away.
yet i've been cradled by the universal mind
living vicariously through it
i am still healing.

and still once more
the only reality i want now is security
and i am terrified, honestly.
and i need your desperate hands
to keep me safe and certain
from the horrors my mind has unleashed.