Sic Transit Gloria Mundi

Just on the other side of this wall the shadows move

walking through stories I’ll never know

carried by sensations whose ghosts I see

and whose touch comes sometimes as light through windows

with the breeze drifting down the street

This wasteland where the living tread

on one track highways down to annihilation

all the same and all breathing tired

waiting for a chance to dream

only to wake just as a hand reaches out

to pull away the red shroud that covers their eyes

as roadways feel the final aching tremble

and become dust in shadows over all

this dominion slipping from hands that never held it

goes to fall away into the wastelands all around

I’m back in Denver and settling into the groove of this new semester. Pretty much everything I do for school is done on video calls now, which means almost my entire day is spent looking at a screen. Kinda sucks! But I know I’m lucky to even be able to do that.

I’m also finally able to get back to writing regularly, so apologies for the many missed days. Here’s to moving forward.

Photo by Urte Baranauskaite from Pexels

5 responses to “Sic Transit Gloria Mundi”

  1. Mitch this is so beautifully written and I can’t pick a line I like better than another as they are all wonderfully crafted. I do love the way you summed it up at the end my friend. Nicely done. Have a relaxing evening in your home. Sending love 💕 Joni

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