The moment falls to obscurity,
left alone to bubble in its juices,
when thoughts so missing points, fall faster,
and people just robot blink the time away,
none too better off,
entrenched in habits earned to dull the pain.
Afferent sky does swell with cloud,
passing contrast and scattered thought,
and no-one looks up to mind,
the truth en-wrapped,
reality a false god of indolent minds,
regimented in trenches built to hide.
Blink-less starry eyed and pointless,
glazed in repetitive life,
following strife like a puppy,
cat-scratched yet unrelenting,
noticing not the life of colour that could be,
if awake was a chosen state.
Moments pass unnoticed,
slippery the slope of blindness chosen,
and I watch with wonder the steps taken
to maintain the numb resolve,
and still I speak to address their blunder,
and they stare back with vacant countenance.
Tony DeLorger © 2016
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