"Recollections of a Man Living on Jupiter"

Fake is fake after all..

Its true I think about my dead lover to much

I tried to build a life-sized clay staue of her

Yep... I tried... but...

In the end... it sank...

Into the lava rapids...

Melted away just like that

I guess a cluster of gongs is still just noise after all

Empty noise... is no substitute for what real in this world

Still, its been hard to tell the difference sometimes.

That's why I've been living here like this...

Now? Now I'm content.

In fact, I'm quite happy.  Because no matter what,

I'll be meeting that girl again real soon...

First update this month, I've switched from poetry to art, but I'll still post some poetry since I'm back to update more often now, but expect some art coming to you as soon as 5-9 days ^^

"WOMAN"

she wanted to be a blade

of grass amid the feilds

but he wouldn't agree

to be the dandelion

she wanted to be a robin singing

through the leaves

but he refused to be

her tree

she spun herself into a web

and looking for a place to rest

turned to him

but he stood straight

declining to be her corner

she tried to be a book

but he wouldn't read

she turned herself into a bulb

but he wouldn't let her grow

she decided to become

a woman

and though he still refused

to be a man

she decided it was all

right