Hours spent in wake
Mere minutes found for isolation
Eyes spin and ache
The pains of prolonged awareness dull my
senses, they’re each other and they are none.
A kiss to lift my heart
weight lost in love
freedom from fatigue
The sun shines two colors
the wind takes me to a home I don’t know
If you know, please
tell me where I am
Feeling so comfortable this must be a
dream that I can’t end
Shake me wake me
Anything to snap out of it
It’s been weeks maybe years I lost track after
two suns went and I needn’t food for substance
In this world I breathe a different air
Is this a game? am I but a pawn?
a piece to be moved without regard
a token to be traded
Ah, but what was Job?
Are we not all pieces to be played?
Are we to say we should be anything different?