Loud, as if the whole
world could hear it
did the truth come
as a mighty ringing.
And yet everyone
else seems unmoved
as if they have lost
all desire to hear.
Beneath the ocean waves I become a dream.
Slowly drifting in an endless freedom I am.
Perhaps escaping
is the best method
to avoid the everyday
monotony and truth.
Behind the sun hides
my every desire
but I hide them with
the blinding lights.
Slowly time canters by on twenty four hooves.
Day and night ride the mighty steed and I am dragged behind.
Counting backwards
to fall asleep at night;
because my mind can’t
find the stillness of eve.
I cannot be disappointed
and I cannot say I didn’t
see this cycle coming
to an abrupt end.
While the air stirs in the morning I am a simple stone.
If I could move to catch my draft I would hold fast.
Now all that remains
are lessons of what
I knew was fake
begin with; strained memories.
Capture the second
and make it your every
defense, your every
point and justification.
Heaven has called me to join the host of this planet.
His hands are kinder than any I’ve met before; in kindness I disperse.
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