Surface Edge
Are my brown eyes too
dark?
Do you know what they
have to say?
Why is it you think you
know
When I choose to look
your way?
Always you think you’re
right
Always I think I’m
through
But we both seem to be
undone
By what we think is true
I flood my eyes upon you
I wish you would wash
yourself
But you like to choose
another truth
Which exist in other
realms
Tell me I am not the
only one
dancing in this rain
though I am not looking
for your shelter
nor your treatment of
disdain
But this dam needs
rebuilding
there are too many
hidden lines
most will be swept by
the current
called this inescapable
time
that exists in worlds of
duality
of which I can’t yet
escape
though I’m told its not
reality
these bright colours and
hard shapes
But what is it you are
afraid of?
When you look into the
black?
That no light will
conquer the surface edge,
that there is no turning
back?
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