Tracing Parallels

from Prologue by The Distant Fourth

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Awake,
Disarranged.
I stumble for the pen,
without a second left to waste

Start the clocks
and make haste.
The mind will not wait as the words fill the page,
the moments fly by as the ink recreates,
a scene, vivid, but fleeting.
I start from the end and
travel to the beginning
of this dream.

I write it all down,
thinking back to how it looked,
who I met, and what I found.

The images fade so fast,
stirred like the sands
of the savannah
in an old hourglass.

Blurring lines, just play it one more time,
the silhouette remains, the body, the face,
another detail gained, another lost in its place.

Concentrate, there’s only one way you can
live this again, by paper and pen.

Awake,
Disarranged,
struggling to maintain the mainframe,
hold time in place.

The light from the sky
travels past the blinds,
cascading rays around the room,
and upon my eyes.

Blasted sun,
you taunt me.
All I wanted was more
and it haunts me
how much I know was there waiting,
waiting to be discovered,
remembered.

Oh, how I want to remember.
I want to remember.

Blurring lines, just play it one more time,
the silhouette remains, the body, the face,
another detail gained, another lost in its place.

Concentrate, there’s only one way you can
live this again,
by paper and pen.

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from Prologue, released January 22, 2013

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