The Parade Gone By

 

The night drew weary of me

And I of it;

For it was always dark and somber

The sun would relieve the moon soon

 

The walls began to fall in

 

I heard the tap of water droplets

Outside the frail pane

 

Surely, another rhythmic pattern

Created by the divine

 

At this I scoffed,

As the room swirled with greys

And blacks and light left

The atmosphere completely

 

And then I was

All

All

Alone

 

 

No joy. No misery.

The absence of everything.

The lingering of nothing –

The pale walls then dissipated

 

I knew I had fallen between the cracks

Of this life and the next

Forever fated to be forgotten

 

Until I recollected seeing the parade pass yesterday morning…

I remember…I remember distinctly thinking at least

 

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