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.