Like
Everything before now:
a murky, senseless fog of dream.
Like a losing battle fought
just to hold on to hope
(even when there was none)
was somehow won.
Like waterfalls had poured
into my parched mouth
and never salved the parchment,
but an end to thirst was bought
with just…one…drop.
Like a mind controlled with wires
and rolls of data
unlocked,
shook of the electrodes,
and walked free.
Like pavement rolled, heavy and tight
over sacred ground,
was finally
broken
by a tiny seed sprouted.
Like running in place, but
the scenes that
roll by and show your progress
now shatter – and you stand,
after all,
in the clear mountain meadow,
with the sun pouring down.
Like the memory lost of a dream
half-recalled
snaps back
into focus
and you finally see why you came.
Like the city hangs, smudged and rotten,
with half-lifes roaming sleepily,
but two ravens swoop to meet
your budding realization
that nothing
can ever
stop
this magic.
Like you finally understand what
that stupid word
that can’t contain all this
and expresses nothing
of the bursting energy
that shoots from a core
reawakened
actually means
because words fail. Even that word:
love.
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