Gradient

Gradient                  5/11/2016

The moon man

Lives in a glass castle

Break it

And see if he awakes.

The earth sparkles

In the sun

Even if broken

And even if rotten

Plucked and purged

We are stabbed in the dark

Put to sleep with platitudes

That we all know

Are lies.

No one says a word

Because we all live in fear

Knowledgeable of a truth

That no man dares address.

Some are safe

But many are not

Lab rats in a maze

That no one survives.

We talk about talking

And we meet about meetings

Arguing semantics

On a sinking ship. 

We can bail all day

But its dead in the water

Filling up fast

And leaking like a sieve. 

The outcome is obvious

And unravels on cue

As the good cower

Ever smaller

And irrelevant. 

Now swings the hinge

Of all possible eternities

Veering at differing gradients

Either upwards

Or downwards.

Fewer men

Have made all the difference

Rising now

Or sleeping forever.