Nico Samuels |
Now let me recede
Give me a sedative of your choosing,
and let me stare off and lose myself
in the tiny cracks of my mind
decorated with fading memories of
What I and time nearly forgot,
but what I manage to cling too–
vestiges of innocence which were
heartlessly ripped from you and I
and all our cohorts
who sought “truth” too soon!
THAT WORD IS MEANINGLESS NOW
Let me stare off and lose myself
in the tiny cracks of my mind
Soon they will all turn to breaking waves
clutching consciousness; memorizing its new patterns
If you can, please keep me restrained. Make me to sit.
Still as still