Sunshine Speaks Through the Clouds
Sunshine speaks through the clouds
Truth assembled from inconsolable pieces of lies
The darkest part of light
An alien shipwrecked on a planet of the dead
Unknown to myself and barely visible to all around
i am the movement in your peripheral sight
Unbelonged and partless
The sigh of the universe
I am a nomadic tethered to himself
I am fear and doubt
I am the gass half full
i am complicated and convoluted simplicity
I am me trying to be everyone else
and never attaining either
I am the pretence of life
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2018
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