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Thursday, November 10, 2011
To Vanish
I am fading from the world
and walking through it's walls
smashing into pieces the windows of heaven.
washing the earth from my feet.
gazing up into the clear and starry blue
to cross the bridge of doon.
counting down the seconds and the minutes
of what used to be.
floating
where memory and reunion collide
music falls to silence having lost it's power
falling and passing through the floorboards
bringing down the house of psychedelia
shedding love and hate
doubt and certainty
forgetting joy and regret
uniting with the air to vanish
when all of reality slips away
and finally
there is only me.
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Love this! Old Age Is Time’s Punched Ticket.
ReplyDeleteWithout having taken the journey’s trip, the
young traveler has no point of reference.