Make the Myths

Time and time
floating memories
Outlandish openings of the mind
Incandescent children soaring through to the end
As loving existence comes to cease
Desperate, tormented imagination
Reaping hands groping empty souls
for some fragment of compassion
Non-existent crystal moon dripping blood of lost creatures
called freedom
Hope abolished by sinking liars
in an effort to snuff our creativity
Reason, irrationality, responsibility,
"Nonsensical ravings of a lunatic mind"
Incomprehendible, unfeeling, non-humans
telling the world to smile
After all, it is truly understandable to smile
and await a bleak future
Right?

25 September 1991

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