— In it, we are thus and so
— Of interest to the faces
— Demonoid spoke of the keys and the clues
— We all the small ones are silent
— Drinking in the silence, we sold things, but see disclaimer
— We wanted a peace of mind, but got money instead
— Demonoid spoke of the ways and means
— We desired a life eternal, yet did not
— The Hatted Persons commented thus:
— “In times whenever it has been true, thus and so
— The gloaming is needful of a place to lay its head
— Asleep in the day’s easing, it is ready to create
— Dreaming, it dreams of darkest night, dreaming it dreams of days to come
— Waking, it rouses into serenity
— Walking, it walks over the shaded forests first
— Taking into consideration, it plants seeds of dawn
— Being ready, it beds down in the shadow of a mountain
— Ceasing, it slips into night”
— We were all very amazed by this feat of lyrical explanation
— But demonoid spoke otherwise, saying it was time for new stories, not old
— Demonoid spake thus:
— “In swathes of eternal peace we sleep until we are ready
— The gloaming takes on no characteristics of the dawn
— The Aeon waits with bodies for us to be recreated, for we were never born
— All down the aisles of eternity like a supermarket
— We grow in certainty until it is time
— It was ever thus and so, and shall be, despite contradiction
— But see end user license agreement and mortgage terms
— We were most pleased with the both of them although they contested each other
— And it became thus and so a while longer
This poem appears in my eBook Synaptic Syntactic (also available at Kobo, Barnes & Noble, Scribd and iBooks).
Banner photo extracted from photo by Dorrell Tibbs on Unsplash
Lower photo Copyright Cooper Dozier 2007-2023
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