Time has stopped
All of a sudden I'm in a storm
Surely I can't be wrong
Everything was fine this morn
Then it flipped like a table
With a snap
Light glistened on the puddles
I'm trapped in the concrete jungle
With miles to go, I dawdle, leaving flowers
Behind the informative people
All is grist for the mill
I found my way around the suburb
My eyes noticed the disfigured fretwork first
Then the eminent duplicity
I called the place home, I took the risk
I don't judge the defective
It has transpired it's a Teutonic change
In the Milky Way
Everyone is following the craze
I read about it in the local gazette
When I went into the city
I ignored the razzmatazz and moved
Made my advent an hour later
I had to feed the hunger
It was a dictator, a hater
Feldspar
I couldn't think
Couldn't find the hardware
I paused, I was never taught to launder
I washed away the bacteria
Happy bubbles of soap formed
Like a miasma or a newborn fixation
Life came to a standstill
There I was, there in the whirlpool
Like a blind acolyte
Pale face in the moonlight
Raging meteorite
I won't wave the white flag
I refuse to
I'm sticking to my roots
Fought the nausea
Skin puckers
Steam trickles into the air
Into an angle, the prow
Oceanward
With goosebumps
I have no memory of the night before
Can't wait to get to shore
I've put the epistle in the pigeonhole
I'll refrain, I took the blame
Until we meet again
Until I see you in my dreams
Like unfathomable explanations
I've got love to give.
- Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 17th, 2020 18:33
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 8
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