The Ramblings of E

In shadows

Darkness

To the cove

We sisters

Walked

In perfect rows

Our bodies shook

In hope

In fright

Our witchs’ call

Of clear moonlight

Of we

Of deeds

And woeful pleas

Unanswered

By the raven’s

Love is paper cuts

Slicing tiny bits of self

Last night I saw one of my idols

One of those musical muses from my youth

Whose lyrics soothed wounds

And whose voice carried me safely through tumultuous waters

But she was a stranger

Time had molded her

Transformed her

Into something new

And as my childhood grieved

I began to recognize her

Talk and talk and talk

My mouth is exhausted from running in circles

Endless loops of half truths

Change is easy to say

To swear

To promise from slick lying lips

Don’t you know that hollow words take up space?

They stack on each other, sucking the air from the room

This can’t be my legacy

The shame and the innocence

So fucking unknowing

How did I write those

Those bleeding vein proses

Those reflections too honest

For even my own eyes

But time is a healer

And stealer of moments

Of shared kiss and confidence

Inherent to youth

I must fight this regret

And regression of person

This revision of history

Untruthfully remembered

For she was a giant

A bastion of power

Though she never believed it

And hated her ways

I look back on her fondly

With her self inflicted shackles

For she forged me in fire

I seen since I saw myself

The twitching, the need

To erase past transgressions

Younger minds relate

This maturity

It does not feel like progress

The little lamb grows to ewe

Watchful Shepard always near

Free to roam, under watch

Peaceful, simple animal

Useful and controlable

He never means harm

Just protecting from themselves

With the rod, if required

Sheep can find happiness

Love and contentment in the flock

As long as they don't stray

They better not stray

Bad things happen if you stray

Stay blind happy sheep

Hope of every knowing anything is forever shattered

For how can one know something

When the internet knows all things?

Where to shop, who to vote for, what someone you've never met acts like

Mankind no longer has to know one another

When we can just search for the truth

Spat out in such cold reality

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Code codifies humanity

Try to stay informed.

Without bias.

Seriously, try.

How can my voice ever be heard

Above the chaos and percussion of the constant conversation

Everyone has a right to talk

So we shout over each other

All contributing to our own deafness

Who can tune out the din?

Those who are blessed with the tongue of gods

Are lost in the noise

Bombardment of sound