words of pain, words of loss
tossed onto a page, on earth
feelings arranged, injected
poured into characters rehearsed
day, after day, after day, only to be remade
re-versed into a song of sorrow
mesmerizing those who hear
captivating those who fear
the truth so stark, the night so dark
inevitability, tomorrow
to see the words revolve
around and around the source
eddie's that flow and swirl
melodic whirlwinds on course
emotional force that comes with what was poured
into the characters that soar
through the vortex of space so that our race
can hear the cry
when the needle touches the sky
before Inevitability
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Author:
Eugene S. (Pseudonym) (
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an intriguing title that invites the reader to exercise their individual mental muscle and consider many possibilities .. indeed so many images sprang to mind that I could begin to feel myself spiraling .. and then it dawned on me .. Pink Floyd .. Beware of that axe Eugene .. maybe .. enjoyed regardless .. Neville
😁 thanks for reading!! Love the interpretation. I didn't go down the Pink Floyd path, but, rather, the Pearl Jam path, and tried to include Eddie Vedder in a small way...
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