Gord

2022-03-22 02:44 am

I dreamt indifferently,
Subtly smiling at each move,
Waves deferentially, 
That was my heaven.

Of pictures and frames,
Eventually they go away,
Like fitness and pain,
Jazz, age, dates and faces,
Soon again, time changes.

Honey, everlasting joys.
One does destroy bees,
Sees, consumes, avoid.
Like nothing, voice fleeting,
Screaming into the void,
Lonely, an ocean destroys me.