Stillness
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Crash, bang, pop!
Midnight gridlock.
Red lights all around.
Horns blaring with the sound of a thousand trumpets.
I sit, wait, and appreciate.
Perspective changes problems into opportunities.
They stare ahead with blank eyes
Like robots, or something more civilized
Not a finger twitches
Not an eye blinks
They stare ahead with blank eyes
//Patience//
there has been a change.
await, await ;
in the sound of fate ,
no mantra to convince you ;
no ecstasy to taint you .
far away, far away ;
stands
the fear came in scraps the size of candy wrappers and
the bits of water balloon you leave on the ground;
it came during an air raid, when the shelter of imagination was no longer
There are failures.
Are there?
Sitting is a failure?
Sitting still is a success.
What about money?
What about it?
Money is paper.
Sitting Still is success.
Fresh blankets of darkness settle across the stone cold ground
Eating away at the blinding light trying to break its way inside
Not a movement is made, not a sound is heard
…Just
