Abridge

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“Hit me again”
She says as the music plays
In the background
Drowning out the commotion
So the neighbors don’t know what’s really going down
Thinking it’s still the party going on

“I know this is what you want. I know this is what you want”
She continues her taunt in the wake of his rage
Surprised that this rat did not cower to its cage
Shocked by her action
To reaction
He takes another swig to
Approve his dissatisfaction

“I will never be your…”
Her words fell short
But his fist did not
Breaking her fall with the help of the center table
I mean
All in all he was justified right?
She asked for it so he had to prove he was able
But she,
She swore he would never hit her again
And ran him through with that broken glass
Taking up the mantle of Cain.

“I, I, I loved you
And all you fed me were black and blue eyes 
On a platter of lies
Cruel summer nights
Wishing
Hoping
Praying for you demise
I warned you
I’ve had it, I’ve had it
Enough is enough
And I can only take so much”

Limp and cold…
He falls to the floor
Drowning in regret
Yet he will hit her no more
But you see…
This story started
Somewhere in the middle of the climax to the end
So I may summarize
The lives of two lovers who started out as friends
But now, 
As she looks on at what she has done
She realizes her music has stopped playing
Swapped with the wailing of the approaching siren.

Olsfred James 2015©

Taijitu

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There's darkness in me
Tainting my thoughts
And swaying my perception
Creeping tauntingly into my reality,
It calls to me with mischief 
And blissful thoughts of mayhem
Undying is its thirst for my attention.
There's a light in me
Unbiased and unconditional
Thriving for goodness
Stretching to my core.
Its blinds with radiance
Of love and appreciation
Selfless acceptance for all.
I am aware of these entities
Dwelling within me
An unstable concoction
Between polar opposites
Each laboring to be unrivaled
A constant battle of good and evil.
Every day I struggle to find a balance
Common ground for coexistence
I falter
I stumble 
But some days...
Some days I succeed.
Do not judge my journey
Or deny my propose
For each "me" or "I" in this piece
Is truly a "you"
While each "my" is "your".
Do not forsake the human in humanity
The heart that beats is of the same blood
Flowing between you and me.
The difference in our hues
Begs for the understanding and appreciation
It deserves.

Olsfred James 2015©

Alto

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Let us walk
In fields of wild reverie
To find clarity
In the meadow of loves blossom.
Let us whisk away
On fanciful musings
On times before time
Before uncertainty clots the mind
When doubt festers
Draining you of promise
From needless limitations
Or finite possibilities
Where we are judged not by man
Nor confined to their expectations
Let tomorrow's untold
Of unyielding grace
Flourish with tranquil dreams
Washing our desires anew
Inciting ceaseless inspiration
To ignorant minds
Blind to the beauty
Of their self-imposed boundaries
Let us be delighted in fruition
Of visionary charm
As we wander 
Hand in hand
Forever.

Olsfred James 2015©

Sober

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I'm sober.

The impeding effects have worn

The vertigo-esque ailment has subsided

And as I lay her with the smell of you lingering

I am unequivocally certain… 

I do not want you... 

Any less.

Any less since…

The first time my eyes found comfort in your beauty

Our convergence was met with mutual desire

Since the butterflies nested at my core

Trailing tales of goose bumps along my arm

Since our embrace was alchemy of its own

The friction of our hearts as our bodies collide.

Yes… I'm sober.

And I do not want you…

Any less.

Olsfred James 2015©

Impasse

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Slowly

As the anguish

Of the knife borrows deeper

Piercing flesh

And contracting muscles

Bent on resisting

The already inevitable outcome

The body irrevocably spasms.

The pain rushes forth

Unabated

And relentless

The ripple effect is crippling

The intended screams

Quickly muffled

Between taste of leather

And metal.

The eyes flutter

Shock ridden pupils sink

Ebbing closer to the darkness

Without resistance.

There was no fight remaining

As the steel slowly leaves the spin

And the light fades to black

The body topples over

Drowning in a pool of its own blood.

 Olsfred James 2015© 

Nocturnal

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2 a.m.
Cornered by insomnia
Warped in a blur of thoughts
Blanketed by the permeating darkness
And the echoes of silence
Surrounding me.
Reluctantly I surrender to your call
Laboriously dictating
The incessant voices in my head
Each a force of their own
Anxious to be heard.
I'm already stretched beyond my means
Elongated beyond recognition
As these cursed letters
Eager to take shape
Spiral from my fingers.
Heavy on my head
Is the weight of my heart
As the night fades
With pace of the rising sun.
…so…lac….e…
… i…s…
… fou… nd…
6 a.m.

Olsfred James 2015©

Prism

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The holes in the fabric of our existence

Is a daunting reality

Heavy on my head as it plagues my beliefs
Perpetuated by the weight of wonder
On what the uncanny may hold

The uncanny of the meaning of life

The benightedness of death

The purpose of existing.
The possibility that everything…

Everything every told

Everything ever read

Even the notion of salvation

And the truths of our reality…

Is a lie.

The instability in the foundation of our origin

Poses questions of authenticity

Am I who they say I am?

Or am I what I claim to be?
Science vs. Religion
Bill Nighy vs. Ken Ham
Ceaseless ideologies built on unsubstantiated faith

Sends chills down my spine

The black and grays of the many "what ifs"
Only to be brushed off by "whatevers"

For failure to collate answers

Of conflicting theories surrounding me

Yet I've accepted the grand scheme of things
Accepted that it is bigger than me
Because I too, am just a speck of dust in the galaxy

Yet my thirst for knowledge will not be quenched

By the hypothesis of men

Or the writings the claimed were not of them.

Olsfred James 2015©