Friday, December 14, 2012

like amnesia

the illusions of an era

evaporate in an instant

and you're standing

blank and bewildered

on a flat unlit road

the stones beneath

naked soles poking

in tiny jabs

the awareness to waken

in the entranced mind

and be the present

surrounding the understanding

but like a dream upon awakening

who remembers anything?

feet bleeding

and no recall how

but forgetting all we were

as we face the vast empty void

as so many before have

and so many after will

stumbling on this Only Way

to learn new identities for nothing...

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