Anemone: Digital Swiss Army Knife

This morning, the witching hour 
    found a cerebrally restless me 
 devoid of any semblance 
      of energy, listless 
 unable to fast forward 
      the button stuck between 
   bloody pause and rewind 
       do you know how the rage flows
   
STUCK BETWEEN PAUSE/REWIND
 
 (Author’s note, now PLAYING on iTunes iLO’s Rewind, the ONLY
Rewind — I appreciate!)

      Right… 

   Pause and rewind 
why a desire to pursue 
    a course of action 
  where the implemented 
      trajectory offers pain 
  it falls upon the responsibility 
     of perception to unfold 
 slowly peel its layers 
     
    one with a sense of purpose
 of imprinted stories which
     cemented a course of action 
 that blasts an entire galaxy 
    through a world that continues
  to bloom — a hole of catastrophic 
       consequences — where truth 
    consistently viable and lies 
        burn from the mind once 
             thought of 

That rambunctious, devil may care,     
   induced subterfuge Caterpillar 
  from Alice in Wonderland 
      has completely ensnared 

  Individuals relay tales 
     of emotionless cores 
 it is a lie — each of the individual 
     cogs inside of one’s intimate self
who believes they don’t reveal 
    their inner intent — mists fall 
       vulnerabilities are 
            exchanged 
   
   Moments of non infringement
      genuinely wonderful 
           upon a happening 
being sealed into an airless casket 
     unable to reach for the rope 
 breath drains from soul
                tortured in essence 
  it’s obvious — what was once open
     has now been cautiously sealed 
           and double reinforced 

   “I’d rather die from passion than 
    boredom.” Vincent Van Gogh 

I think, I agree with Van Gogh 
I’d rather immerse; beautiful word, don’t you think? myself in electrified radiance than the mundane. Not meant to live in a deprecation chamber — inspiration 
truly reigns.