In the Daze to Come, it's the Flesh and Blood
Of Friends and Family
That will embrace your trembling heart
And Not your manipulated iDeals
I See You
Here
Pushing away to the edge of the Maze
The very Allies
Who have walked with You in this Play
The Line wasn't Drawn by You
It was Spliced into Genes
In Deep Red and Blue Memes
As a Trigger for Figuring In the Truth
But You step across
The Divide
And Toss The Flesh and Blood Aside
Denying the Maat.er Of
Fact
And Pater of Stacked Cards
In a shuffled Pack
And Forget Who You Are.
I'll be standing inside the ink that draws the lines
Whispering words to remind
That the Dreams we Seed
In these Seams that Bleed
Are the Growing Threads of the
Heart that Beats
copyright Charleen Johnston
11-17-20
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