Descending Twilight Twilight has descended upon us One light goes out, many flicker on A grey ambiance fills our eyes Chilling, dark air fills our lungs. Night is upon us, as we sigh In collective relief. 6/30/21 – Andy McRae
Month: July 2021
Feathers of a Bird, Scales of a Lizard
Feathers of a Bird, Scales of a Lizard In mountains of black smoke I dwell in the back of minds I wonder alone in the streets At night I look to take you To make into an image of divine. Wine drunken by the goblet Shepherds herd the herd I ponder the meaning of My soul No more madness Now is a time for gladness As we soak ourselves in snow Glowing eels in the river Watch them go by, fly by, in the air Why? Am I a monster who attacks The feathers of a bird, the scales of lizard If there is no protection from me Then who am I to be me? 6/21/21 - Andy McRae
To Pieces
To Pieces Torn pieces of paper A soul no different. Laughing aside calamity Pushing aside sanity. Dancing in the street Bare ass naked. Wandering those same Streets later in shame. Wondering who knows Who can see through This facade I put on Just for your joy. I am dying inside Little by little. As my soul is torn To pieces, like paper. 6/21/21 - Andy McRae
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