One memory
death has fallen like the decayed fruit;
the shores have frozen,
and our bones are shivering
dark-blue; a shadowy world with beauty as it faded
there is no promise under the oak tree
nor the wilderness of the flowers
nor the maples on lashed dead rocks
there is no promise for me or you to keep.
Abstraction. Aren’t we brutal?
Chaotic symbiosis
animals kill, kill, kill
skin, bone, flesh, thought,
and we axe ourselves
to the most distant illusion
us animals, we kill, kill, kill
ourselves each day
more than we ever know
soon memories disappear.
They feast
upon every movement
instinct buried deep
an eternal hunt for desire
when all we have is an isolated existence
displayed in the sleep by a cherry fire
we’ve made for a lost god by summer’s end
for in the golden fields,
before life or after death
fiefdom of earth and memory
dissolve in the subtlest mask
reunion of consciousness and self,
the surrender in whole mind
far beyond the mass of thought
that kills identity in the old, shadowy world
we come apart,
acedia, the arch of a single death
without even have dying.
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A/N: I was really inspired with the thought of how we use different masks in life and how it is correlated to who we think we are as a whole. Are we who we truly are under the mask? Did the mask become us? This piece was also inspired by romanticindeed’s thoughts on one of my poems that made me ruminate about this concept much more about the consciousness and how we can fool ourselves with our own inner lies.
I also was really enjoying “Video Stalker” by Mega Drive while writing this. It’s a great instrumental, in my opinion.
Do you listen to music or albums when writing? If so, what do you listen to?
Pseudopsychosis. 
24 responses to “Acedia.”
ferment
lament
the cough
sage
of the age
older
colder to the touch
as such
and much
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lament
in autumn grief,
a shadow of a touch
leafing as bones;
empty windows and shops,
isolation of sense
when there is none left
for you or I,
for you or I
as the river leaves
in the wind
it is a paradox
in the cold.
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show the rose
as your name is light literally
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my name is light
and I weave through the sloth
on the tomb of mystical wings;
I sit by the shore,
ice chips await, sleeplessly,
let us go.
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I know lots of people listen to music when writing, but I function well in absolute silence. And then, when I take a break and step outside, the birds sound like a symphony. I like that contrast.
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The way you describe that, it sounds fascinating! Fresh air and the beauty of nature do amazing wonders. It is heavenly.
Sometimes, I switch with silence and music. It really all depends on my headspace when writing.
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Enjoying this, Lucy. Thanks.
Sometimes silence.
Sometimes sound.
[recently i’m loving stephen malkmus/ early eno/ bohren & the club of gore/ django rheinhardt … but not all at once – that’d be insanity! :)]
all love x
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Thank you! ❤
Those sound pretty cool. I think I have listened to Django Reinhardt before. I am now listening to Patchouli Blue by Bohren & Der Club of Gore, and it is absolutely stunning. I will definitely check out more from this group.
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Oh, I am pleased. In similar way B&dCoG seemed to just appear on my radar. The name intrigued (though I held little hope for the music…). But Piano Nights has somehow become a desert island disc of mine 🙂
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
TO BE HONEST, I DO NOT…ALTHOUGH I FIND IT OKAY WITH A GENERALIZED HUM OF A CONVERSATION OR TWO IN THE BACKGROUND!
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Thank you so much for the reblog, friend.
That is very interesting! I can really understand that. I think, for some, it can definitely be easier to write when there are familiar sounds going on in the background. For me, I find it easier when I’m in my writing mode to tune everything out in the background, except to what I’m listening to. 😁
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It does help if I’m not directly involved in the conversation!
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Hahaha! Yes, that is definitely a factor!
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Lofi is what I turn to when I do creative writing pieces and create podcasts.
Happy writing, Lucy.
Regards,
Kim.
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Interesting! I will have to check that out. Happy writing as well! 🙂
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This is my all-time favorite channel:
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Wow, that’s really neat. Listening to it right now. Very relaxing!
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What vibes come up for you when you listen?
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Really nice ones. Very warm vibes that calm me. It also helps me concentrate a bit. Thank you for sharing it!
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I am glad you enjoyed it, Lucy and that it helps you to concentrate a bit.
You’re welcome!
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Your visuals are so vivid, I love your poetry
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Aww, I’m so glad. Thank you. ☺️
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My absolute pleasure
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