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waiting on a miracle
The hopes roll in
and roll right back out
like the offering of a holographic
blanket on a freezing night
it looks good
but holds no weight or substance
and is worse than if the illusion
hadn't shown up at all
I exercise practical thinking
try and find the silver linings
but I'm shit out of luck
and everything is lined with ash
that somehow manages to sparkle
in the right light
I fight to hold onto something beautiful
anything beautiful
but beauty like everything else
is ephemeral
and my fight fades
with every wilting flower
I can't bring back to life
and it feels like a metaphor
or a prophecy
for a future I can't see
and can't imagine
I wish there was more to life
than this endless disappointment
The hopes roll in
© Indie Adams 2022
and roll right back out
like the offering of a holographic
blanket on a freezing night
it looks good
but holds no weight or substance
and is worse than if the illusion
hadn't shown up at all
I exercise practical thinking
try and find the silver linings
but I'm shit out of luck
and everything is lined with ash
that somehow manages to sparkle
in the right light
I fight to hold onto something beautiful
anything beautiful
but beauty like everything else
is ephemeral
and my fight fades
with every wilting flower
I can't bring back to life
and it feels like a metaphor
or a prophecy
for a future I can't see
and can't imagine
I wish there was more to life
than this endless disappointment
The hopes roll in
© Indie Adams 2022
Published 29th Mar 2022
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29th Mar 2022 12:25pm
Hello fine lady
Popped into give you a hug (hope that's okay)
There is a wonderful rhythm to this write that I love and it does roll in and out like waves throughout.
Sometimes you just got to hold on to the roll you need ya know.
Anyway... lots of blue Skies at you.
Thanks for sharing it.
Al
Popped into give you a hug (hope that's okay)
There is a wonderful rhythm to this write that I love and it does roll in and out like waves throughout.
Sometimes you just got to hold on to the roll you need ya know.
Anyway... lots of blue Skies at you.
Thanks for sharing it.
Al
29th Mar 2022 12:28pm
29th Mar 2022 12:43pm
Cadence....the dishwasher, the dryer, a whirling ceiling fan, the dot dash of that signal sent by telegraph from a window shade's interaction in On the Beach...
I was running the bathtub, and it overflowed while my niece was asking me a complex question which required immediate attention.
Recovery from a injury....
Not knowing if this time it will not fully recover.
We walk until all we can do is lie down.
Still, Matisse....with a ten foot brush in his mouth...
The white plume....
Beautiful tragedy.
And sleep.
If only not bitter.....if only....
I'm watching "Red," a biography of Rothko this morning. And reading you, again. I must still be alive.
I was running the bathtub, and it overflowed while my niece was asking me a complex question which required immediate attention.
Recovery from a injury....
Not knowing if this time it will not fully recover.
We walk until all we can do is lie down.
Still, Matisse....with a ten foot brush in his mouth...
The white plume....
Beautiful tragedy.
And sleep.
If only not bitter.....if only....
I'm watching "Red," a biography of Rothko this morning. And reading you, again. I must still be alive.
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