Lost Words
Everything fades at the end of the day
Time ticks by and the seconds make way
For a trip of a lifetime on the sleep train
As words expire and then numb the brain;
Can it be that the sun begat rain
When the wind blew straight and the pain
Was felt as you flushed down the drain
With a rhythmic sway that stole the words
That caused you to stumble when you climbed the stairs;
Watching the night light flicker off and on
As the day flashes by like a bad neon;
Terrible lines appear on the brow as wounds
From the work scar you gained at the loom,
Seeing the light flash brighter then dark
And nobody sees as you try to park alongside
The bus at the stop to the city, waking or sleeping
The day is escaping all thought that you worked at all;
Did wondrous fears overcome your desserts
When eating and sleeping are nowhere in sight
And words tumble around that memory space
But you have forgotten the time or the place
And visions of beauty and strangers implode
As the world of your wording is lost in the thought
Of a thesaurus vocabulary as words fall out
And there is no cavalry to rescue at the last resort;
As everything fades and memories jade,
Seeking all thoughts for words that engage
And finding the light has gone away
The dream of the wordsmith has lost his way
And the desert is calling as words keep falling
And nobody can show the way to the entrance again;
And light flashes on and off again as the last word
Expires and falls from the brain
And the words drop off and silence reigns.
Copyright © Stephen Gregory | Year Posted 2016
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