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| From my offline archives... Some things never change: Like the soul trying to find deeper meaning In a mud pile mixing with garbage, Clutching anything resembling gold Our sentimental eyes could savor. While a gleam emits from eyes Ordinarily dull, A viewer will see a reflection Of what we dream to realize And reconnect with what could be, While not acknowledging inspiration Emitting in that scene. Disconnected, we go Our separate ways, reconfiguring, Wishing for something more than Just this reality, Roaming from scene to scene With a mind that continually dreams. Never using eyes that really see, Eventually, What’s in our crosshairs: A horizon rising and setting, Visually escaping. A sun and a moon that scheme To be just out of reach For eternity, For souls roaming quite innocently Without using eyes For the evidentiary. 11.2.20 4.19.21 |
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