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i have nothing to say to you
with your vastness
that shall never be seen
and the many souls
will never know
what is there
what sense it all makes
like a wave
it breaks
into crystal beads
that disappear
in the mist

and leaves us
to yearn in mystification
an awareness
we do not know
but only imagine
with fragmented hopes
broken images
empty songs
big words that hang
and hearts
that cannot stay open forever

and my eyes
turn all to confusion
and put words to shame
for trying to make sense
bad lies are no defense
and reality cries
like a child
a new-born suckling spirit
of chaos
that taunts us
out of our comfort
to defend our sighs
of wanton authority