Farewell Address

"First published by Braden Beaudreau on 5/8/10"


Hello.
We meet again. How elusive you are!
No weapon but a pathetic pint of passion?
Maybe we can talk for a bit. Or
Maybe I could
Walk away from you forever.

I’d like to hear your story. Better yet,
I’d like to hear your reason;
Immediate infatuation.
I laugh at your facade of forged feelings.

Ah, but you are void of reason!
Like a spiraling, swirling black hole;
Truth may enter,
Never leaving, only heaving
Relieving, unfounded
Deceptions.

Lifelessly pumping preconceived premonitions
Through an empty pipeline
Leading straight past my heart
Just to splatter all over the wall.

Look at the mess you made.
Defying the laws of logic!
Roots do not grow here!
Stepping foot into a desolate desert,
A frigid mountain miles away,
Only to reach a deep, dark, descending
Ocean of dead desires.

Scrutinizing your very essence,
What are you but a smoke-covered mirror?
We live to see, understand, feel the truth,
Yet you can only see you,
That epitome of self none can ever see.

Forceful, but futile,
You’re up to no good.
Concocting a tonic
Fabricating, exaggerating
Something
That was never


there


it is, flying
far
away

forever