Post by ouroboros on Oct 14, 2023 12:01:49 GMT -5
down these dim sunlit hallways holding
the hands of sullen ghosts
no love = no addictions
do you see the appeal of
sleeping with liars?
of cages built from
stained glass bars?
no one’s afraid to bleed if death is
just another form of dreaming
but i can’t live like that
i need the forest and
the forest’s edge
i need the desert,
the abandoned factory,
the smooth expanse of lawn that leads
from sidewalk to picture window and
i need blue sky and soft white cloud
not a past that tastes like
a mouthful of blood
not a church filled with the
gnawed bones of innocent victims
are you with me here?
we are not born flightless birds
but we evolve
understanding is a gift but my
generosity has reached its end
a man beyond the reach of despair is
a man finally safe at home