Memories
best forgotten
Moments
lost
On
solitary dreams
Of
indigo
With
shrouds of gray
The
question asked
Is
why?
And
then what next?
Whatever
gods there are
Or
where they are
Have
let us down
The
song is sung
For
a solitary pleasure
In
quiet rooms
With
silent people
In
empty seats
The
grasses dance
And
sea birds pirouette
Against
the steel crystal sky
With
Thunderstorms
and
Windless
heavy seas
A
choice
or
question
Why?
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