An Untitled RecollectionA Poem by an I adriftI'm writing some gold here Selling my soul here or there Continuing on And closing in I couldn't say what happened Time crawled through my veins and into nothing Though someone was always tearing the page When all they really wanted to do was just turn the page At the moment I can't fight it Where's this place? I'm just following All sound soon grows stale Yet I finally feel something Time returned and was rebuilt The walls reformed And the people met Walked the landscapes in my head An endless scene Of crooked lines And shapes you can read Close my eyes But couldn't sleep Finally stood up The ground disappeared and the anchor was released The last one always gets to me but not like this The music ends And I continue on To continue wondering © 2009 an I adrift |
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