In this cognition drowned, so loud a silence
On the ground laying as I would on a bed
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A Hope That Glitters
In this cognition drowned, so loud a silence
On the ground laying as I would on a bed
Giant baobab waves her arms the harbor of a tweeting bird
With a gaze fixed upon the vast stars I wish
Wishing a wishful wish of reality amiss
Vastness and kindness to the future hence an illumination
Their genre claiming it is but a vague hallucination
Whispers of the whisperer my ears annoy
Time eludes coyness gigantic a future no toy
Chunky skin farces not nor tingle
Levitates till the invasion of a wrinkle
Then will he say a life well lived
In time fruition a monument so loved
Infatuated by this phobia oblivion in and out!