Border Territory

Mystical poem written May 19, 2026.

Some have a talent,
For being alone,
While others thrive,
In the maddening crowd

But the city dove,
Pecking for food,
Must live with others,
Or starve

I am bound and spoken for,
Filled with diverse,
And tortured thoughts,
Silent even in my speech 

Here in the border territory,
Between ape and god,
I find myself strange,
And lonely

I scratched messages to,
My future self,
In the pink paint,
Of hospital walls

Prophecies of a life,
That never happened,
Promises of vengeance,
That I never sought

But I can no longer,
Decipher their meaning,
The person who wrote them,
Is dead

Art: Odilon Redon, “Fallen Angel Looking at a Cloud”, (1875)

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