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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