Saturday, May 4, 2019

Another Cryptic Moment in the Text

Strange things in the air,
Lightweight trash and random notes
Spun and dancing on the wind.

Where should we begin
Who were always here,
Will always be here,
We who never did begin?

Strange things in the air tonight,
Souls who do not belong there,
Buffeted movements
Like something trying to write

A palsied will, a final,
Lasting testament,
Immortal scraps of plastic.

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