A Dream of a Continuum
A dream of a continuum
Continuous is the continuum.
The never ending story.
Oblivious to oblivion’s din,
Because I cannot believe in fables about former glories.
A lack of faith in myself, has caused this Hell
And all the daisies are so far away.
Chrysanthemums smell of the earth I am told.
I would not know, I am wrapped in my box,
For living life day to day.
Locks upon my lid because there is nothing inside worth stealing.
Words are all I have…except for the dreaming.
(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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