Everything takes a toll.
Everything has a price.
Unwitting deal is done.
Trading away a life,
for the comforts and perfect light.
Not even knowing why,
we only live to die,
but there is so much more outside.
Our
little visions,
discomfited.
Death dreams
where we’re acquitted.
Disappear
behind the shadow.
Close your eyes,
and just let it go.
I don’t think we even know,
but if we listen,
we can hear our future selves
calling out,
telling us where we go wrong.
We know all too well,
looking back is
perfect vision.
Unmistakable,
who we are
in this present moment,
looking sober still.
This life
doesn’t go
where you think
it does,
because
you don’t know
the buy in,
or the odds.
Try and play
this insane game,
it takes away
all we have become,
and we trade
our fair complexions,
laughter
for the dust.
This is it;
the game’s all in.
You’re not leaving here
with anything.
So, bet it all
on this one spin,
this one toss,
this one call.
HG – 2020
