Is there really much left to say
about a contrast in grey
with so many different shades
sharpening all of these blades
Penning here line by line
in search of some sign
an omen to be read
or perhaps ignored instead
For it leaves me unimpressed
by each confession confessed
every lie I ever told
exaggerations now resold
As I hope for any clue
about why the sky is blue
why the days diminish
before I have a chance to finish
When my thoughts are contiguous
in a world forever so ambiguous
never making thing clear
now that the last lines is here
Mar 18, 2025
Mar 18, 2025 at 6:45 AM UTC
Is there really much left to say
about a contrast in grey
with so many different shades
sharpening all of these blades
Penning here line by line
in search of some sign
an omen to be read
or perhaps ignored instead
For it leaves me unimpressed
by each confession confessed
every lie I ever told
exaggerations now resold
As I hope for any clue
about why the sky is blue
why the days diminish
before I have a chance to finish
When my thoughts are contiguous
in a world forever so ambiguous
never making thing clear
now that the last lines is here
