Thinking of all the possibilities

thinking one way; a dream;

        a delusion; a vigorous dispute

             the well runneth dry

       & all

I have left is desperation

all the following

          ideals are gunned down

    by the insolence

         of the insanity of new knights

in the absurdist’s folly of war

     watching the fire be smothered

             a bare light

of hope is suddenly extinguished

     only hope remains

but it is barely flickering any life

      in the endless deluge

of incoming and outgoing dreams

        no more a faith

     alive by a mere string

to which we rabidly cling

     for all we’re worth

   which I am led to believe

isn’t really all that much


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