Aeronaut

Please, leave me alone today
Somber weather, a weakened vigor
This pensive ambiance weighs my heart

Life, as you’ll see
Has a tendency to fool most all, but not me
So I ask as another did in his soliloquy
To be or not to be?

An irreconcilable dichotomy
Permeates everything that we do
Our bodies and symbolic reasoning

The bridge that connects the two
Breaks down when we
Rationalize who we love, why we hope
Why we cry when it’ s time to die
And this all troubles me

Whereof one cannot speak
Thereof one must be silent
It is not without a fine stroke of irony
That words are all we have
So I’m left with nothing to to say to you
In the depths of our reason there lies darkness in pure form
Turn away

Leave me here to wallow in my own
Solipsistic, dark, and melancholy world
The strange winds of philosophy
Will lead me where they will