we were no better
than the dirt that clung
to our feet, as we ran
away from what was important.
we were dumb to the ways
of a limitless God with a
venemous wrath.
and we laughed.
as he was killing us.
we thought we had tricked
everything we had known
to exist. and that we were
all that was infinite and all
that was holy.
and all that was right,
as i sat with you,
balancing our weight
between earth and sky,
what you and i knew to be
love and ultimately
indifference.
they will say that we were
all blind, walking around as
if we saw something that
nobody else could.
because we were that great.
and we got it all wrong.
Jul 21, 2011
Jul 21, 2011 at 2:55 PM UTC
we were no better
than the dirt that clung
to our feet, as we ran
away from what was important.
we were dumb to the ways
of a limitless God with a
venemous wrath.
and we laughed.
as he was killing us.
we thought we had tricked
everything we had known
to exist. and that we were
all that was infinite and all
that was holy.
and all that was right,
as i sat with you,
balancing our weight
between earth and sky,
what you and i knew to be
love and ultimately
indifference.
they will say that we were
all blind, walking around as
if we saw something that
nobody else could.
because we were that great.
and we got it all wrong.
I have this habit (I can't tell if it's good or bad) of writing poems in a very short amount of time. I started this one at 2:15. I finished it at 2:25.