somedays i'm more scared
than the others
more susceptible to the
diseases of the mind
that lay their bare hands
on my chest and
weave it down
hammer on the uncertainty
of the coming morning
meld the steel that dangles
from the ceiling
waiting to pounce at any
suffocating moment of
failure and dread
in the dead of the night
when the sun awakens
and ever so suddenly
the moon burst into flames
have all the stars fall in a
fiery ball of madness
circling the streets sniffing
at the despair of the
crying children
perching on the threads of
looming crisis of faith and
all things miserable
the melancholy of which is
lost on the swaying trees and
the singing birds
that is all over the news in
small fine print
while an angry man on the TV screams at people for not paying attention
over and over
again and again; until
it is time for the magic
of make belief:
only if magic was a real thing
so many things would have been
possible
the kind that lives in your
head and prospers in your mind
the kind Charlie Kaufman
knows about.
Nov 16, 2021
Nov 16, 2021 at 5:27 PM UTC
somedays i'm more scared
than the others
more susceptible to the
diseases of the mind
that lay their bare hands
on my chest and
weave it down
hammer on the uncertainty
of the coming morning
meld the steel that dangles
from the ceiling
waiting to pounce at any
suffocating moment of
failure and dread
in the dead of the night
when the sun awakens
and ever so suddenly
the moon burst into flames
have all the stars fall in a
fiery ball of madness
circling the streets sniffing
at the despair of the
crying children
perching on the threads of
looming crisis of faith and
all things miserable
the melancholy of which is
lost on the swaying trees and
the singing birds
that is all over the news in
small fine print
while an angry man on the TV screams at people for not paying attention
over and over
again and again; until
it is time for the magic
of make belief:
only if magic was a real thing
so many things would have been
possible
the kind that lives in your
head and prospers in your mind
the kind Charlie Kaufman
knows about.
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