Forgotten Land

 

A once forgotten land

Between sundown and sunup

Had turned to languid

Listless activity

Ritualized and canonized

Into acceptable standards

To facilitate

The passage of time.

You drew open the shades

On darkness void of sunlight

And transformed night

With the softness

Of new light

Stimulating my head

With new fantasies.

Old worlds

I now remember

Through dusty eyes

Were lost somewhere

Between sunup and sundown

Atrophied somewhere

Between ritual and work

Became unconscious

Somewhere between

Unrequited love

And longing

For security.

 

B. Benjamin                                                                                         

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