what wisdom

Teach me,
a learning mess
the vessel
now and changing;
always
goes
the wand'ring soul
until we go
til nevermore
a masterpiece
in the making.

~Deus fortuno

Deus ex perditus

Dear pain, good night;
good evening apathy,
welcome home.

~Deus fortuno

why.

be.
here.

gone,
if you
take
my
breath
it
is

noise,
for
each
excuse
an
alibi lives
in foolproof
lives

please,
survive
so
why
and
why not
may cease
this childish
folly while

humility,
raped
of
pride
died
in
piece
of mind

~Deus fortuno

now live

wake
shudder
the
feel
of boiling
sheets
too cold
to sweat

rest
breathe
something
new
other than
fear;
irrational
as that sound
resounds
between each lung
holding a hearts
murmur

still
can't shake
this
trembled
sensation,
no matter,
what just happened
this room
refuses
to let go;
internal bleeding
holds nothing
to moments
betwixt
the river
and mortal
existence

what bed awaits
the fear of fallen
fates;
dear angel
pray
as ye yet may...

~Deus fortuno

just love

What is
that place
where time
and space
made
humans face
irrational
fears
and
clouded tears
form rain

Where is
solace
this gift
from pride
to humbly
forsake
those every
moment
like it or nots
learning
to cope
while
hoping
to learn
of things
before their
time

When
is enough
the word
absurd as
their dancing
may seem
to say
the beats
between
a melody
pitched
away

Why was
this
the all
that every
other curiosity
questioned
yet fate sat
silently to obey

Please breath
the more of life
no more
shall not
doubt them
if they
defy themselves
before leaves leave them
this way

too soon
the sun
shall sleep
nights to dream
of waking
but once more
when then was
not just a memory

Be still,
be loved
just be...

~Deus fortuno

Why not...

everything
and
nothing-
held
by words
painting
deeds
picturing
people
and
things
invaluably,

perishable
thoughts
muzzle
half-hearted
almost-perfect
slurs,
queued
through
moments
when silence
was
the only
decent
end,

there it is,
or was;
or was it...
is this
that feeling
they warned
us of
yet never
told;
the truth
behind
the vale,

hints-
of love
abandon
for any
weary enough
to claim
themselves
this prize of
atrophy,

why not...
catch on,
listen
while blood
and smiles
reconcile
between syllabled
punctuation,
feelings
wean themselves
from thought,
thinking only
hurts when it breaths
and being
became
the nothing
everything
never
fathomed
to be,

~Deus fortuno

so it is

Pain
when does this madness
trickle away
life
like dews
the dawn cried to
dusk

Billows
the grains
and wanes
the owls
eye closed
one
last-
willow away
from comfort

Danger;
was safe
once,
promise.

Icarus
was only
trying
to please
that little
pleasure
poseidon thought
success
wished
or ought
to be

Underestimated,
undermined
uninvited
emotion

How
mortal
death
is

Vicious
cycles
render helpless
rinse, repeat;
finally,
a repose
worth falling for;
tar and feather
the sheepish wolf
they'll never know
the difference

Heaven
was
everything
Hell
threw away

Was this
it;
what waiting
waited so
desperately
for;
what does
worth
have something
anything
to do with this,
now,
let it be

~Deus fortuno