An Egg
of hope
the last one
for the lucky few
all is lost
most is lost
the last bit is given
an apostle is made.

Time travel
gave me infinite options
I found them all equally displeasing
rewind time again and again
changing big things little things
butterfly's all A aflutter
things change I carve new shapes
but none look right
American gothic kinda vibe
I spent time my time
doing this
how do I get more
so inappropriate
I know
patreon.

Certainty broken
the old ways
just don't do it for you
anymore
find something new
or deny everything
find out how long
you can hold a crumbling idol together

you don't love them
you love the idea
of them
you barely know
the flesh and blood creature
that you claim to love
the person in your head
is someone you know
better than anyone
because
they are a figment
a shadow of a person
that lives in your head.

Can you be caged
and never realize it
can you slam
your head against
the bars and still
claim to be free

I bet a few can
and I bet some
would just prefer
to never admit
where they are

To be fair
some cages
are very big
and some cages
have bars you can't see