CAST DOWN FROM ESSENCE
1
awaking lost
unable to connect
immersed in fog
no landmarks
no guides or grid
we drift to rote
having no more purpose
having no more place
2
dark frustration
cornered beast
we can not do
we can not think
damaged and unable
we sink to rage
striking out at walls
which suddenly close in
3
what plane supports
beings like me?
what space-time zone
allows us to thrive
and not just exist?
we are misplaced here
exiled from light
cast down from essence
4
stuck in unlikely dreams
we can not move here
flying inward
to escape the outer nightmare
we cycle through fantasies
for which we deeply ache
and are agonized
when they fade away
5
transferred
transformed
made lower
made viler
these gravities
have no release
this descent
no ending
- Brendan Tripp
04/12/2002
Copyright © 2002 by Brendan Tripp