There is no answer,
just the sound of rain,
which stays cold enough
to freeze on the ground.
no sunrise today,
just grey skies
and I’m okay with it.
Feeling every bit my age.
keep an eye out,
as fear
tries to circle back
around again.
Bought hope
that was supposed
to ward it off,
but I paid a cost
that broke the bank.
Funny how easy it is
to fall for another
every day illusion.
We know better,
but we want to be
saved so badly,
we’ll believe anything.
No new confusion,
just my old friend,
Entropy,
dragging me down
and taking you all with me.
Standard met
and shelves are bare.
No answers here,
there,
or anywhere.
Pay the price
for ignorance
and bear
your head up
and stay aware.
Fear is hunting,
like an old predator
with nothing left to lose.
That’s how we fall
for these
everyday illusions.
Cast my lot
and turn my card.
I know the bet,
and I’m good with the Lord.
Tell him
I tried hard
when He comes back
to play His part.
Nothing easier
than a rainy day,
to disappear
into the grey.
Hazy memories
are the enemies,
anyway,
just like these
everyday illusions.
HG – 2022
