Monday, May 25, 2020

Dreamwalker (poem)

You can visit my dreams,
accelerated stories of madness.
I won't linger for too long
prophesies hold no weight to me.

I've chased down illusions before,
down into the snake's den,
there so long, I became the snake
consuming myself to dig a little deeper.

All I wanted was guidance,
some way to calm the whispers,
but interpretation only emboldened them,
screaming prophesies that would never be.

So you're welcome to visit,
sit, have a cup of tea with me.
When I stir from this world,
I'll forget you along with it.

-Zero

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