Saturday, July 8, 2017

yeah yeah yeah

















I want to strip my life down,
throw away all the excess baggage,
simplify it to the point
where there is nothing left but the basics,
go back to the beginning,
where it was just about survival,
nothing else;
yeah yeah yeah,
more words,
more talk talk talk,
the truth,
many cry out for it,
but few want to know its name,
even less
want to play its game,
but still we do,
whether we like it or not;
it is a fine line;
the hour grows late,
shadows form on the wall,
what once came easy
dances in the wind,
far from the touch
of the minds eye,
it is this then
that rules now,
in the final hour
when children sleep,
dreaming of the feast to come,
satiated on the fresh winter kill,
satisfied with the way it is;
yes, simple things,
that is the best,
there is no more room
for anything else,
there is no more desire
for anything but,
there is no more time
even if there were.
.

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