two worlds

My first poem for 2020.


living betwixt the worlds
of past
and heaven-sent.

the now
seems to offer nothing more
than a cacophony
of screaming minds
empty promises
and blind alleys.

and so
we seek.
and seek
some more.

we're exhausted
impaled on our seminal delusion
of what bliss is really like.

there's nothing here
you hear
but it doesn't register.

if only
we'd let go
of everything
that keeps us from accepting
just this
for all
and everything
it offers.

1 Jan 2020


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