Sometimes I feel powerless
Against the rising tide.
The moon is beautiful
And I get lost in stars
Imagining the waves as stairs
Instead of death.
Climbing scythes
But not my destiny.
The truth is out there, Scully,
But we are sinking
Drowning underneath a
Wave of Everything.
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An interesting view Ben ~ This part struck me the most ~
ReplyDeleteImagining the waves as stairs
Instead of death.
Thanks, :-) I imagined seeing something clearly dangerous as hopeful.
DeleteThis makes me miss the X-Files :)
ReplyDeleteMe too. I watched it when I was a youngin' because my parents always did.
DeleteThe vision speaks loud and clear ... brilliant piece !!!
ReplyDeleteThanks, GS! :-)
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