In the realm of rumour
wise men suggest
when it is dark enough
you will see the stars
In the fury and the mire of human veins
fragments of dreams and memories
used to spring loose
from my crowded mind
unsettled, darting dreams
shouting slogans in the noisy air.
In the kingdom
of saliva and dust
I have ceased to dream
And soon
I will soon cease
to exist.
© M.L.Emmett
Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 9:58 AM UTC
In the realm of rumour
wise men suggest
when it is dark enough
you will see the stars
In the fury and the mire of human veins
fragments of dreams and memories
used to spring loose
from my crowded mind
unsettled, darting dreams
shouting slogans in the noisy air.
In the kingdom
of saliva and dust
I have ceased to dream
And soon
I will soon cease
to exist.
© M.L.Emmett
