Racking up time and substance
From pointillistic nothings
Built for speed
Lived at a Main Street pace
The paradox
Of a mechanical world
As seen from this virtual realm
Because here am I
Everywhere at once
Yet nowhere at all
Collecting virtual waves
Of indigo and azure
Lavender and cobalt
Refracted and reflected
By atmosphere and cloud
And a near-flat sea
Magic time and light
Conjures from the darkness
Invokes unlikely hues
With the flourish of a shutter
Reveals to all the world
And me
His awakening would be
Celebrated around the world
Though his eyes never opened again
They seem to be much
Grander
Than the times I’m living now
I create them like
A dream
All lofty and sublime
Believing there’s
A truth
To the beauty of the lie
Each with their own tenor
Their own flavour
Their own meaning
There is the overall
The changing times
The recollected meaning
Of a moment
Made up of moments
All part of another
Moment
We are all just shadows
In the moonlight
Beneath a darkening sky
Of stars and cloud
All in motion, even I
In this moment fixed in time
Which has no memory
Or destiny
And I am the ship
Caught in arctic ice
Waiting out the season
Hoping for the sea to open