Shane Joshua Thomas Poems

Anhedonia


Build me a palace
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I catch the Sun in your eyes glisten
brown back at me, your hazel hair
so close but never touching
at night as you fall asleep by the sofa
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The last drunken dance of the night-moths,
The last flickering of dawn against the crimson sky,
The final brush of clouds upon ocean eyes,
The hushed breath of silence before it all collapses.
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I am bleeding out onto the
canvas of forlorn creation,
I have met the pulsing phases of
motion and anguish;
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It is all in your mind;
Less reality, more mind.

Maybe you're not all there...
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[Precor]:

When you created us, it was for the purpose of love,
To be made lovers of our own souls;
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There shall be no black funeral for me,
No marker over my grave,
Where my dead bones stand, a great tree shall rise,
And cast cool shadows for those that dwell in darkness;
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Life is but a spiral staircase
One goes down and down and down
Down without end
In pointless monotonous circles
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[Latin original]:

animam nondum efflavi,
tametsi eam vulneravi;
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