this large expanse before us
seems like nothing left at all
just a vacant stark reminder
of the distance of our fall
these etchings on this canyon
or the aquamarine sea
still won't free the anger
i harbour within me
the copper-brown seduction
i once saw in the sky
was replaced by gray obscurity
fog descending on my eyes
a once endless vast horizon
we followed as our course
is now filled with devastation
sorrow and remorse
in a sky once blue and brilliant
at night showing all its stars
is now clouds and distant thunder
i hear rumble from afar
today is not tomorrow
and yesterday is not today
now just a whole lot of nothing
is all that comes my way
Monday, January 12, 2009
a whole lot of nothing
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