Mythos & Marginalia

2015 – 2025: a decade of days


j.g.lewis

  • haiku

    Do you understand?

  • especially now

    The night is charcoal,
    streetlights brighten
    the never-changing colours
    available at this hour.
    There is a chill,
    the air tastes fresh,
    everywhere. Different,
    especially now.
    Still and silent.
    The mind wanders
    the same way
    a teenager does
    after slipping out
    a basement window
    at 3:43 a.m.
    knowing
    nothing is happening
    anywhere
    in this darkness,
    but the freedom
    tastes
    like nothing else.
    Find your silence.
    See your freedom.

  • we can’t remember

    We won’t admit
    we share the pain.
    We tell ourselves
    again and again
    we are different.
    We don’t know 
    what anyone feels, 
    or how anyone 
    deals with this now.
    We can’t remember.
    We don’t know 
    how to behave 
    like we used to.

  • instinct

    Trust what you must, but
    be wary of your volition.
       Things are rarely as
    they appear.
       Yield to your intuition.
       Your choices.
       You must.    Trust.
       Instinct.

  • different

    The pain you feel tomorrow
    need not be what you know today.

    The steps that take you forward
    can often lead to a different plane.

    The life that you’ve been living
    will not always be the same.

    The thoughts you have been thinking
    are subject to certain change.