Polarized
Analyzed
Hypnotized
Sedated
All the king’s horses
All the king’s men
Never put Black back together again
All flights canceled
All ships docked
Sunrise
I kick the can
It’s heavy
My coffee waits
Stirs a young man’s dreams
Into these old bones
I pack the tent
And transistor radio
Patrick Yu notes that sometimes things can get very dark, but life is like that.
Read it twice before realizing I might start to understand on the third.
I feel safe in what write :) most of it is odd, I realize that, so I just try to add a different flavour, this post was left open and in truth touches on my mental illness, mr black is me when depression and PTSD sinks in, sunrise is when I can pull my boots up, I enjoy the outdoors.
I had to read a couple times as well — wonderful piece, masterfully crafted. And I like the hopeful note at the end. Hugs to you, and I hope it was a sunrise day.
Thank you G.R. , this made my day :)