hello, i am human. my works are to my original best, and are sculpted to interest the mind of the curious.
Copyright © 2012 Tyler Papp
the center of the world is an obvious
place when your love is
adjacent to your heart;
in space.
like a comet, or a star
like the moon from afar,
the sun will rise
when your lips depart,
from mine.
wouldn’t it be nice to walk on the moon,
to gaze into stardust-weightless and blue.
to feel free from the complex nature of life:
is there such thing as answering this right?
for every nature of you, there’s a nature of me:
complexity, the design of living free.
i’d solely walk the moon, composing the sun-
only to see the nature of such a question, i’m wrong.
the moon tonight was half empty
and the craters in its face were the same intensity.
and the stars seemed to eclipse its light
which stippled glitter across the charcoal skies.
the sun this morning was half absolute
and the faded shadows in its universe exploded mute.
and the clouds seemed to ellipse the obscure
which then restored its volume thoroughly pure.
