Five Minute Prose (Nothing To Do With Anything)

Battering rams of plight and plunder upon the night asunder into scapes and shapes of a dreary dream-flight. I cast my spectacled whims of peering spears into the omniscience of consequence, and lo and behold what an atrocity I see before me in the dim-lit grim sight of the city.

Or wake, or dream, or patches of green, green grass ever-enfold me for the prosperity of pleasure through the slivers of periphery. O, I am not a lark and you are not a liar to deprive me of my sun when you would stay while I can run. It's no so diffident as the cataclysmic conscience of our common, fellow free-bred wonder brothers and sisters.

A child of the stars, ever-moving with the systematic bars of brighter glowing Mars. How are we to be so solipcistic in the wake of our emotions? How are we so full of life and still so drawn by death?

I bend, twist, and burn the sinews of my being for the freedom of the flowing of my atoms, limbs, and blood-worn, scattered heart. I see you now, lone upon the hill, I see you you. Bright as the moon and distant as the ants upon the tall, tall trees. I mean you no burdens, I mean you no fears. For only death can bring such enigmatic praise to the character of a black heart procession. It is my duty, as I will say, to deliver to you the most whimsical of days, so that in the purging surge that meets you mind you find the words you meant to find, and leave behind the ones that take away immortality today.

We are forever.
Nothing in this world is so easy to discover.
Yet I burn, and pace, and lost beneath the
Shade trees I discover how you had hoped
To find things feeling better.
Superfluous flowing arms that deck the
Grass covered in dew discover other
Arms unfolding for the grasp of simple,
Easy,
Let loose and freeing,
Caring,
Needing,
Self-empowered, love exhuming,
Grasps of pure significance.

There will always be you.
Timeless, frightened as a child
In the clattering midst of a thunderstorm;
Free and easy You, whose apparitions
Asail and ascend into the depths
And whispering corners of my soul.

You are here and now.
I am with you always.
So much so that even
When I close my eyes
I find your face
Resounding woes, and
Wearing straight through to my existence.


-C.A.Dominick