Questions are good things. They are there to get to know others and to find the common ground with each other, with the people we want to love. Well, I would think that the biggest thing I need to learn is to love myself. I think at least. I like lists, I make lists, mainly about anime and manga that I want to read and watch. And sometimes about American books too. My life does revolve around things that I consume. And I do not know if I am fine with that. I would like to fancy myself that I like philosophy, but in truth, I like the idea of philosophy. In the sense, philosophy means the love of knowledge, because we cannot know everything. So we need to start with things that we do not know, even though there are many famous figures in philosophy, I do not want to read from them. Because the biggest thing that I do not know if myself. And, as I am right now, I am more interested in filling the emptiness in me, if that makes sense. But I like questions. So, I went out and looked for que...
This is not really an ode, I can't write things like that.
But there is a spider in the restroom of my university.
Right above the entrance and the web always swings when the door opens.
And I always think that he will fall on me.
There is always a quarter of a meter between us and even though,
Arachnophobia makes me fear your little slim legs and small body
The way you are sitting on your web, unfazed by the humans is,
Something mesmerizing.
I named him Bonaparte because he had conquered the unconquerable.
He had managed to last two months unnoticed and unbothered.
He wasn't noticed by anyone and his web wasn't destroyed,
Not even once.
I can respect something like that, and now, that December had come,
And the spiders go to sleep, he had disappeared too, leaving behind his web.
His web is still standing, marking his absence in January.
And I will not be surprised if there is something to remind me in February.
But there is a spider in the restroom of my university.
Right above the entrance and the web always swings when the door opens.
And I always think that he will fall on me.
There is always a quarter of a meter between us and even though,
Arachnophobia makes me fear your little slim legs and small body
The way you are sitting on your web, unfazed by the humans is,
Something mesmerizing.
I named him Bonaparte because he had conquered the unconquerable.
He had managed to last two months unnoticed and unbothered.
He wasn't noticed by anyone and his web wasn't destroyed,
Not even once.
I can respect something like that, and now, that December had come,
And the spiders go to sleep, he had disappeared too, leaving behind his web.
His web is still standing, marking his absence in January.
And I will not be surprised if there is something to remind me in February.
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