Silver

Silver

A Poem by chris
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A poem about a journey that happens again and again and again

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The stillness of it all.

Yet I glide along on a silver serpent. 
Again pulling me from and towards home.
The faces around me, the minds wired to multiple digital worlds, not their own.
'Observe!' I scream internally. There were no more cards left to play.

Buy-to-rent signs invade my view of skyscrapers. 
Graffiti is sprinkled like a condiment: An acquired taste.
The warp-speed moment: zoosh.

Their expressions are gleefully glum and disturbingly satisfied; Grateful gremlins. 
What is wrong with standing still? Something, everything.
Surely they cannot think: 'Ho hum this is it'. 

You are not my final destination. This is not out final destination.

© 2012 chris


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Added on March 21, 2012
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chris
chris

Porto, Portugal



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I am currently teaching English and ToK (Philosophy) at an international school. I have done professional acting and I am creative within music, writing and acting. I have started to write a young adu.. more..

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