I’m a discombobulated, disembodied
automated automaton
an assorted medley
a conglomeration
running numbers
trying to find my station
and there I was
between their eyes
caught in their squawk
at home amongst the black tongues
lost
Mist
She was missing
And the world didn’t exist
But only in the periphery
Inside an ocean storm
Lightning flickering
A twist of the waves
Set adrift
This lonely of places
And time dismissed
Your feeble heart
Rolling on careless
Into new eras
In which you couldn’t
Be taken apart
Nor fixed
For you no longer
Remain
Lost idly
In the mist.
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Lost
These consequences were unintended
When we struck the matches
And flooded our eyes with promises
The fields are rich with green
And the horizon promises anything
But these strings
That once entangled us
Now we’re free
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