Losing Our Summers #Poem

LunaReport

Along The River

This WORLD full of rhetoric
Spewing out words belonging to someone else
Alibi used to hide the present
With distorted music played out in the square ©

In the wake of this illusion
I watch the leaves prematurely turning yellow
A sight fit for a painter
But to my aware senses a clear distortion ©

Do you understand the place you are IN
that place somewhere in between
where the really big time programming lives.
That place you know well with a name we call resistance ©

Attracted to that place
fascinated like bees producing honey
Seemingly complex in structure
Drawn back in a constant motion ©

But really where is the sense in that?
Some people call that purpose
Some other ask questions
Let’s open up to some other conclusion ©

You tell me something different
And I tell you a story
A story so complex in nature
You…

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