Fled the past
And the beautiful dreams
For pain accrues
And sweeps away
All the scents off the streets
For this I have wept
In a vacant old basketball court
And kept it, so no one sees
Gone are the laughs
And life’s fleeting ornaments
Burdens broaden and last
With sweetening torments
Vastness softly left
Itself to a dead end
So slowly in my head
Days shortened and passed
And years suddenly leapt!
In the gloom
In the shady living room
Still warm the bloodshed
Flashbacks are killing me good
Though I prayed and fasted
Knelt and dipped my face
In words that are never said
And promises that weren’t made
Stay!
I have seen my grace flicker
And my face begin to wrinkle
I have seen my own decease
And ashes of me scattered
Don’t ask, when will this cease
What are nights, if you’re at ease?
Look at the sky
The placentas of shooting stars
Tell you this is not the last
To these nice white lights
But as of now
Fled, the past
And the beautiful times
Apr 22
Apr 22, 2026 at 6:54 PM UTC
Fled the past
And the beautiful dreams
For pain accrues
And sweeps away
All the scents off the streets
For this I have wept
In a vacant old basketball court
And kept it, so no one sees
Gone are the laughs
And life’s fleeting ornaments
Burdens broaden and last
With sweetening torments
Vastness softly left
Itself to a dead end
So slowly in my head
Days shortened and passed
And years suddenly leapt!
In the gloom
In the shady living room
Still warm the bloodshed
Flashbacks are killing me good
Though I prayed and fasted
Knelt and dipped my face
In words that are never said
And promises that weren’t made
Stay!
I have seen my grace flicker
And my face begin to wrinkle
I have seen my own decease
And ashes of me scattered
Don’t ask, when will this cease
What are nights, if you’re at ease?
Look at the sky
The placentas of shooting stars
Tell you this is not the last
To these nice white lights
But as of now
Fled, the past
And the beautiful times
