The Weary Midnight Babblers.
_________________________
It seems that everyone
wants to be heard, yet
few wish to Listen..
and This (My Imaginary
Friends) Creates Discord.
So we Talk About The
Dead, and how they May
Be Risen.
(or come to be
Once More.)
This is Why The
Laughter of Angels
cannot be Heard!
(since Most Were
Killed By The
Deafening Roar.)
Why No Future
Footsteps shall
Imprint.
(A Perfect Heavenly
Shore.)
Why/What I Am?
Becomes The
Greater Mystery...
Why Silent and
Grave with Love
Around Me?
Why Distantly
Familiar To The
Knaves!?
Why Pauper Of
Life, and Prince
of Misery!!?
Why A Question
attempting To
Answer Itself?!
(when The Truth
was Murdered
By History.)
Soon..soon
Weary Midnight
Babblers...
The World will
Heed Thee..
and Then...
Then My Imaginary
Friends.
(You shall ALL
Become Real To
Me.)
j.stephen.h.
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