[Disillusions of a Time Long Wasted]
Your philosophy burns the remnants
of time as this fallen poet’s eulogy
is drowned out by the voices of
ten-thousand
screaming
children
Rhythmic breathing.
[In furious monotony]
How can you be so ignorant?
[When you are bound to
all our dreams
our mistakes]
These cinematics have failed me once again,
closing in on the broken vessel that once
held a mind so dear
How can you fail me now?
[When times seem so
distant, surreal
incomprehensible]
…and I’m left here
a broken dream
a shattered reality
Take this final breath
Rhythmic breathing.
[In furious monotony]
t.seymour
1.21.2003