everything

sunlit meadows

the edge of sky

dream still bestows

wonder in eyes

see spires of gold or ancient stone

pierce the fragile phantom clouds

i don't feel any less alone 

don't see more clearly beyond shrouds 

following or followed

the wake in which we bathe

swallowing or swallowed

the truth these days just scathes

a rooster on a white rooftop

cackles advent this reality

the balloons at the fair all popped

it harkens this calamity

the coloured carousels collide

i ask when all the discourse stopped

of the deaf/dumb zombie at my side

some tongues just must be cropped

drag the cigarette then proffered

just agree to disagree

if only such a truce were offered

if ever it were you and me

in darkness early took my phone

and scrolled the news that went before

but i no longer live alone

a child standing at the door

to whom it fell on me to explain

why i no longer sleep at night

or at any other time of day

how i'm fearful of the human blight

the things that people do and say

embrace the ones you love so close

linger longer at the dream

for time is short, heaven knows

to live and love is what means

everything