Dissolution, you are crushing.
Like a hammer striking,
you obliterate indecision and shyness.
I love and hate you dissolution,
you are a cruel muse that belts
such wise and brutal tunes.
You are my mother.
You are my teacher.
You are my lover.
I want to nest within your womb,
yet you kick me out.
Your truth is painful,
yet I feel so alive.
How could this be?
I am such a stupid fool;
a hard on for last nights dream,
yet you still show up to patiently instruct me.
Dissolution, may I always be within
the reach of your embrace,
like a rock being slowly worn
by a million year trickle.
Originally published at Levekunst.com