From my place in the sun
I see the other children playing
Skipping stones
and chalk dusted denim
When an eery noice
calls out our attention
death is always looming from the sky
Though it is so
oh so blue today
Maybe I will find refuge
under the desk somewhere
But this is only Wednesday lunchtime
I remember
A day like any other
As I walk home by the lake
I run to catch the shadows
As I hold my breath
This is magic
Not today
In the evening
A dark dark cloud
Is passing
And we hope it will not rain
Just a bit of static noise
in black and white
Next day
At my friend
Ronald is pressing the button
in full red color
as the music fades
We are playing by the red brick wall
It didn't rain last night
He is not a madman
I say
It is only a matter of time
My brother added
I remember this now
Somehow I thought the world had changed
But it was always the same
Maybe I didn't hold my breath long enough
May 22, 2025
May 22, 2025 at 5:40 AM UTC
From my place in the sun
I see the other children playing
Skipping stones
and chalk dusted denim
When an eery noice
calls out our attention
death is always looming from the sky
Though it is so
oh so blue today
Maybe I will find refuge
under the desk somewhere
But this is only Wednesday lunchtime
I remember
A day like any other
As I walk home by the lake
I run to catch the shadows
As I hold my breath
This is magic
Not today
In the evening
A dark dark cloud
Is passing
And we hope it will not rain
Just a bit of static noise
in black and white
Next day
At my friend
Ronald is pressing the button
in full red color
as the music fades
We are playing by the red brick wall
It didn't rain last night
He is not a madman
I say
It is only a matter of time
My brother added
I remember this now
Somehow I thought the world had changed
But it was always the same
Maybe I didn't hold my breath long enough
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