Post by AquarianM on Oct 6, 2016 2:59:47 GMT -5
Better Ways...
I hear a ticking drumbeat that calls me in the night,
To an other-world,
A place of soft blue light.
All the world places shallow dreams there,
Jokes and screaming and the great salty mind of Humanity,
Raw and yet guarded,
A cesspool full of kittens,
Dreams of the stars spun around dreams of Armageddon.
Then there is this soft place,
An old green garden,
A place where dreams are pinned to the walls,
And our ghosts speak plainly to us,
Everything they ever said at our fingertips.
If I am so driven to pour pieces of my soul into the aether,
I feel that this is a better way.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 10/06/2016
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Compassion is the greatest sign of Humanity.
I hear a ticking drumbeat that calls me in the night,
To an other-world,
A place of soft blue light.
All the world places shallow dreams there,
Jokes and screaming and the great salty mind of Humanity,
Raw and yet guarded,
A cesspool full of kittens,
Dreams of the stars spun around dreams of Armageddon.
Then there is this soft place,
An old green garden,
A place where dreams are pinned to the walls,
And our ghosts speak plainly to us,
Everything they ever said at our fingertips.
If I am so driven to pour pieces of my soul into the aether,
I feel that this is a better way.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 10/06/2016
--
Compassion is the greatest sign of Humanity.