Rebellion

James Long
Jun 10, 2024
1 min read

Always

Everywhere

Searching

Unknowing quite for what

In the spaces of words

and the patterns of the day

Reaching for infinite in finite

things persist

Static buzzing

Finding? Building? Falling?

Into pieces

Into place

A light like fingers on electric flesh

Speak softly to me dear

in moonlight'silverse

that dreams can weather tyrannical day

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