Lifting Me Higher

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Lifting me higher
as low grade red mines
over-sprout green, thick and moist
a one way ticket from madness
although no certain destination
I feel calm
zero/numb

I don’t overstretch my luck in abundance
I have no heavy and overly lofty desires
to be a universal, ubiquitous never satisfied sun king
too much; turbo balls smashing
only my anonymity is king

Life on a snake-oiled tightrope line
Devils square rooting on blind fast loop
So far my classic neurones keep the elusive glass
white and bright
even at my lowest ebb
when all I see is dust and empty boxes

Yet the moon is always there
So is my imagination
Dogs keep barking
as the cricket symphonies pump and power the stars
and matter I’ll never know

 

By Nicholas Peart

Originally written on 15th February 2015

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