Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Future Rainbows (Draft 1)

The seasons change
And im old and grey and clouded
Grown great in my insignificance
A singe speck skudding in the sky
Huddled beneath infinity

I wish I had a star’s bravery
To watch the darkness gobble up
The light of a billion billion others
And yet stubbornly to shine
As though it makes a difference

The atmosphere is deep today
Heavy like the blood slugging to my brain
But I’ll wait through the deluge
For the greys to be rinsed away
By future rainbows.

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