you do not see the future
you do not know what will happen next
every night brings new dreams
it covers blood and mistakes
you can hide here like a cave
you can defer,demur,withdraw
you can build a fire and burn your paper pasts
you can stay warm by glowing
you can visit the other side
you can return before morning
you can stretch time
you can bend space(all lines die in darkness
you can rationalize
you do not see the horror(only sometimes,by the burnings light..
you tend to hear things clearer
you do not rely on one sense alone
you meet others banned and banished
you meet gods,goddesses,exiled,stoned
you hear stories that go on like travelers
you learn eternal patience(time is a teardrop
you become a cave.You attract bats
they cling upside down in your dark spaces
they claim rights of occupation
they tell you of their times and travails
you relearn listening and hear trees creaking
all of earth has motion ,movement,meaning
all of air has wings.Fire becomes ash in you
Cold as shivering morning,you become a coat you wear
to protect you from those darknesses within
WINTER ON THE MOON
"Man,if you think THIS is bad
You should see the OTHER side!"
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