Friday, September 28, 2018

Tripping Over a Sound in the Dark

Walk between, fall in
Where has the time gone?
Separate roads mingle in confusing ways
Stay the course they say,
But there's no map
Only a vague suggestion
At two am on a long forgotten highway.

Walk this way
Towards the sun and the moon
Compass a long lost relic
Am I beating you over the head
With my analogy yet?
Not a question of where perhaps,
But when and why it all went wrong.
I've got a knife that has an easy answer
Traced in a sigil of blood
Sell it for a song

Never one for eloquence, entropy
The great disruptor
All the choices intermingled
Until you can't make any of them
You're static again and again
Until flipping through the channels
Is a reflex saved for the last bastion
White flag of surrender
In a for of war
Undiscovered
Undetermined
Unconvinced
Of the place, the piece of a puzzle unformed

How do you win without losing it all?
The constant war raged in every aeon
Stagnant smoke and choking
And I'm back where I began.