If you listen and promise to hear I can go on in the carefree lusting after, this life promised in securities, in monies, in ancient tableau’s acted on stages and written on scrolls; and on cave walls Scratched and etched into hearts professed by apostles by sages and the venerable teachings of all the religions the winnings dulled out to the dutiful players immortals, mortals, all the same faces Believe what you want no matter the villains they come in your dreams and dance on your pillows the wakeful can’t hear them, they stage a rebellion and live in the parallels within the dimensions.
©Jay Mora-Shihadeh
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