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Adam Mott Nov 2016
Snow upon the land
Skies ashen gray
Cold and unperturbed
Every bit of nothing stays the same

Who is one to know the time of day
No sun, no moon
Only moral decay

Lights adorn the suburbs
Green and red
Children dreaming recklessly of days ahead

In windows and mirrors, I see my name
An idea, an entity
Someone to blame
The only season yet to change
Adam Mott Nov 2016
Colour coded wonder drugs
For the replacement
Of Love and it's joyous thugs

Out of the woodwork comes my moral obligations
Black and white
Never more than an understudy
'Watching time go by

I hope you see the end of this song
Gradients so plainly tight
Miscast by mothers
The theory of the other

Watching, time goes by
Drinking and praying
Black and white
Shades and gradients
Of things I tried
Can't ever speak straight
Adam Mott Nov 2016
I'm not who I was before
All moments awash upon your face
Including those upon which I witnessed your tears
A solid lifetime of grace

Now that we are here, the pain and anguish of every day
Has become a tangible play
A busted rift in time and reality
But given everything
I think I'm doing okay
Adam Mott Nov 2016
Mechanics of motion
Internal divide
Colours of tomorrow
External lie
Adam Mott Nov 2016
Crisp leaves in sunkissed hair
Colours of love
Everywhere

Saturday evenings
Spent at home
Wine in hand
Never alone

Late November, almost done
Every moment a thankful one
Adam Mott Nov 2016
The stories of your life
Enlighten me
Sic Parvis Magna
Frightens me

A motto of strength
Guile and will
Things I had
Until...

Or so I thought
Prior to my reignition
On Sisyphus's hill
All for not

Until...
Not for naught
Adam Mott Nov 2016
Perhaps it took too long
To realize how far this has gone on
All I can remember
Is this

The Lifeline Exercise Card
Fear & Love
A hundred opportunities for both
But always, the middle

Loneliness for which I subscribed
Companion, oh companion
Myself, I
The Lone Wanderer unwilling to try

For the rare occasion
As the sunlight in your hair
A moment in outer space
Willingness to care

Till lone fire permits me to do
The bonding question
Of those like I
"Show me your scars and I'll show you mine"

Each instance hoping
This, "Hello" for the last time
Maybe love
Maybe love indeed
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