Upon awakening,
A rush moves in.
One thousand armies to crush
Light so thin.
Faster than sound,
The ideas bombarding.
It is not you,
But unfurling nothings.
No defense to these
Unclaimed borders,
Just flames and pieces
Of a darker order.
Feeding hapless thoughts,
Of an affair gone by,
You missed a chance
For your piece of the pie.
Baiting your mind,
To think, “It’s me”,
“I must do something
To stop the melee.”
I caught you this morning,
So leave me be.
I have no time for you,
But you do not see.
A sea of actors
Parading the stage,
Just smile at the Devil
And his blank masquerade
Blessings, r
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