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this light is a bird

-sometimes i feel so much that all i can do is sleep

 

i watch youtube videos of sunsets at triple speed

i imagine the sun is dropping into the sea like a giant bloody ball

i close my eyes and wait for the waves of beautiful fury to wash over me

 

they never come

you never come

 

they beat another man to death last night

they shot another woman on the streets

 

they say don’t be negative

stay positive

put positivity into poetry

stop moaning

 

sometimes highlighting how shit everything is

is the only way to realise what you have

 

they didn’t beat me to death last night

they didn’t shoot me

 

i sleep in a bed

i have my mind

 

 

we have to acknowledge the suffering of others

to make our own lives seem liveable

 

that is the worst part of it.

 

and the light?

the light can only come from within

 

in my dreams the light spreads from my heart to the tips of my fingers

it is golden and it is a bird

 

by touching one another we can spread the light from person to person

around the world

through the streets and the houses

until everyone is full of light like honey

pouring through us

 

then our eyes are open

then our eyes are open

then our eyes are open.

◄ i loved me but now i'm dead

fermi's paradox ►

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