On a grey Thursday in office
I envy them that live their lives without a care of the tomorrow;I envy them that smile today ignorant of what yesterday taught.
I envy those that can do as they wish, that can be deaf to mundane cautions.
I envy those who dare to live their own way; not the way that seems proper.
I dislike them who refuse to listen to the reasons of the world-
Perhaps because I know I shall never be courageous enough.
I dislike the darkness because I cannot attain the silence in it,
The silence that I so incessantly desire, but fathom not in myself.
I wish myself an indifference which I be blissfully engulfed by.
I pretend that wish has come true, until I can believe in a lie no more.
And then I look up at the blue with a longing jealousy in my eyes
To behold the bird who whispers as it flies across-
"The infinite is black, but did you know?"
posted by the transient twilight @ 12:23 pm
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