lucia

the sky

purified by ancient light

with heat long lost

the gelid rays

transform my face

once stoic

now old and weathered


am i

seeing a past

or a future

where a world has died

the gelid rays

transfixing


sentient swirling hues consume this plane

black and red, white and gold in impossible forms

separating as emulsions in the sky

from my eyes, feathered serpents fly


how unlikely that it shines on me

it illuminates what i refuse to see

will i live the life i have failed a million times

or answer the call?


do the blind deny your vision?

do the deaf deny your voice?


see for yourself


now tell me

what is real?

the dream or the waking?

will you deny your transcendent tears?


drawn within dream

drying upon your face

will you deny

the transcendent tears?


now tell me

what is real?

the dream or the waking?

will you deny your transcendent tears?


drawn within dream

falling to the ground

will you deny

the transcendent tears?


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