Kode9 & The Spaceape Correction
Only time might tell what still remains unseen
As my defences become fences
Stumbling in out of memories past and future
Finding ways to confront
The diseased fraction of the life you infected
Recovery suffocates me
Bending my previously gifted sensory perception
You and me
What did that mean?
I tried hard to master your language
But could only manage colloquial isms and schisms
In my mind I find you laughing after me
Taking pleasure in extolling the virtues of your bountiful life
I find it hard to even contemplate you being happy
Not because of the dread feeling of comparing my life to yours
But because instinctively I love and hate you from every direction
In the end there will be no end
Just open-ended suggestion
Right now I'm only here
To administer the correction