THEY SAY THERE'S LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL...I DUNNO, I'M JUST A POET...& WHAT NOT...

“As for me,
I should prefer death
To hopeless bondage”
-Frederick Douglas




Death By Suicide
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" [Excerp from "Zen is Now" c. 1995]



A pinprick
Like a pillow buff in
An awakening dream…
And we are free to
Roam the arid lands
And vistas of our imagination
Like a spirit
Finally unshackled
From the prison bonds
Of this worn out illusion…

A gunshot
A burst of noise followed
By the burning smell
Of fire and we
Have stepped through
The wall of flame
Which conceals our true desire

Behind the veil of time
Transferred back to the place
Of our beginnings
Our wanderlust set free
To traverse the plains
Of…
Our fantasies run wild

Once again we
Are a child
The memory of guilt suffused
In the unburdening of soul
Like plankton set free to
Drift from the concentric
Prison of time…
A mere portal and a door
We have finally reached the
Shores of our dreams

No longer to awaken
And to fall like abandoned
Angels to this world
A mere scroll of thought
Made to rip away and to
Unfurl…
To open our eyes to the truth
The unveiling of eternal youth
A soul set free to soar
The winds of whim…