Melody on the Wind


The one walking on broken glass

with eyes to the ground under a melting sky


Walking a tightrope anchored to nothing

only sheer force of will keeps the abyss at bay

and always on the verge of giving in

silently singing songs of sweeter days

Hear that?

The wind responds with chaotic melody

refusing to make any sense to the world

only carrying on and on and on and on

in slow spirals out to forsaken lands

the last destination of those weary and broken

a graveyard for living souls and those who tend the flock

One of the worst parts about this disease is we can’t take to the streets against the inept buffoons who got us into this mess without spreading it further.

Image by Albrecht Fietz from Pixabay

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