no illusionsA Poem by Lydia Shutterimage courtesy of pinterest no
illusions this is life a fading
hopscotch board the numbers
may not be legible but you
can trust in the pure inevitability of it all innocence
and beauty fade with age while
delirium rides a satyr to the sidelines then
stands there snickering
no
illusions they’ve been erased still a
new day cannot be born without
the death of a starry night so i
continue to follow my path hoping
nirvana lies just past the
cracks in the sidewalk (the
ones that never broke my mother’s back) ever
believing i can make it past my
expiration date
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