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inertial night

i cannot concentrate
on anything, my eyes twitch
flittering, flustering, unfocused
out of focus, out of reach
my mind, full of emptiness
embraces the freedom
of white noise, analog dreams
in a digital world
past hubris humbled half-heartedly
time frozen in motion,
consuming mind and fingernails
into another sleepless
inertial night
here in darkness i lie

here in darkness i lie
alone against the fury of time.
and yet time over me has no dominion.
wandering through restless dreams i weary
and waking, i long for oblivion
awaiting the sweet death of winter
and the end of fall’s decay.
how beautiful the world around me is
as it slowly dies, ever aware of its mortal fate.
surrounded by beauty, and yet apart
i am ultimately alone,
withdrawn from the urgency of life.
in silent solitude i wait,
unable to slow or speed the ebb of time.
and yet to time i must ultimately defer
until then finding neither peace nor purpose.
Memories

memories...

is this my life?
my eyes, blinded
see no more
than the past.
and yet, clearly now
through tear-stained lenses
they see dark serenity,
foreshadowed in the
sublimity of dreams.
sweet misery revealing
lost paths in a twisting
web of silence.

what is life, but
endless enumeration?
hope is lost
through the salvation of
change.
blindness, revealing truth
for what it is,
the loneliness of time
whose only companion is
forgotten memories.