time will make us desire night, given enough of it is evidence
awake as the firelight flickers, like no one exists in the world
as if this civilization passed, and all that were left was its tv
we desire the sleep of the just, no matter what we have done
dreamless, as like we have visited secret, unconscious places
time will make us desire day, given enough of it is disorder
where we go, we imagine our reflections lie: we are innocent
to remember of simplicities, when we felt pain like a person
we grope in broad daylight for the hope of a whole generation
to find that the words for it have forgotten what they meant
time will make us desire to know, even when we already do
Reflection
10:27pm monday, 19th october
Nature
All can call her mercy.
From where the strongest man is born.
From where her love rains on the poor.
For her hope in her.
When all is said and done.
A moments grasp in her embrace is all that really matters.
Reflection