Thoughts As I Rise Poem by Leon Moon

Their flesh is the fear of being mocked in honesty;
I am the transformer of flesh.

In an instant, I can transpire all heaviness
That to you, is the basis of your soul;

Of course, being educated by psychopaths,
You call it a fucking mind! ...

Each and every one of you, infinitely unique!
Mine to breed, nurture and give; and give; and give!

I'll be honest; - I am obsessed with myself
But only because I know how to mock myself;

I love you. You may not know; in fact...
You'll never know; but what else can I say? ..


But think - do we force ourselves to forget?
Do you not adore the singularity of your ignorance?

After all, you carve light through darkness;
Darkness, whatever it is, is the one true light, for it never forgets

Always knowing
It may one day touch the light.