Blood Red Horizon

Hush, now, there is nothing to fear,
that sound you hear, is nothing darling.
Just the wailing of the wind in the trees.
Close your eyes, there is no need to watch
as the sun sets on a blood red horizon.

That liquid on the ground is just water.
I'll protect you from those monsters
that haunt your nightmares without fail.

Those are just white branches on the ground
here, I'll carry you since the water runs so thick.
It's just your imagination, those aren't eyes
decorating the flesh covered trees.
Hush now, I told you it's nothing.

Why don't you trust me?
I promised you that you'll be safe.

Trust me. I'm keeping you safe.

Snippets from Kathleen Graber

 "I want to whisper into his ear

something that feels like knowledge:

                                                                   Once upon a time, there was nothing

& one day, there will be nothing again. This is the faraway place

 

to which his tiny weight calls me. If he could understand the words. I think,

he would know what I mean, having only just sprung himself

                                                                                                               from that fine sea."

-Dead Man by Kathleen Graber

"We are, instead, our own vatic visions, bumbling prophets. Our sense of ourselves

as invented as film." 

-Dead Man by Kathleen Graber

"In that book, a novel

by Emily Brontë, the land is violent & unjust & we are violent

& unjust upon it. Even worse, our greatest passions

change nothing at all. "

-The Synthetic A Priori By Kathleen Graber

"Tell yourself

it’s simple: this is where it’s been heading all along. Tell yourself

something you have no faith in has already begun to occur."

-The Synthetic A Priori by Kathleen Graber

Knowledge's Chasm

The funny thing about taking a break is that you lose all of what
you worked so hard to retain.
The excitement of returning and proving to everyone that you still remember
is lost when you sit in front of a screen and
realize you can't put two and two together again.

There's a cliff that you are standing on but no bridge to the other side-
you can see where you need to be but alas, it is an impossible goal.
So you go back into the forest and gather up vines and the like.
Feverishly you twine them together and at last it seems long enough-
You throw the rope out into the chasm but it falls down and slams into
the cliff face you are standing on.

When did learning become such an impossibility?
I thrived on learning and expanding my knowledge
but now I am uncertain as to what to do and all of my assignments
are looming behind me, breathing hot, moist air down my neck.