07
Jun
17

The Line is (no longer) Drawn

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Just a cross in a box
Just two short lines
Define a position and load a small rock
Onto the carriage of time.
Just a cross in a box
Just a line in the sand
Demands my soul to listen
‘Fortune favours the…’
Hearing the whisper of remand
‘numquam prohibere somniare…’

There is something in the air
Caught my eye, turned my gaze
A child’s frame, a mother saves, a man changes
And yet
Yet the poor, the broken, the outer circle community, the dreamers, the faders, the unborn look to people in a little box signing a cross,
Just two short lines.

What way will your pencil turn grey?
What disturbed view will come into weighted focus?

Just a cross in a box
Just two short lines
Define a position and load a small rock
Onto the carriage of time.

‘numquam prohibere somniare…’

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