staring at the sun
i realize where i've come from
and where i was going
was nowhere like
where i am
there are burning fires behind me
little ones
wreckage left behind
black shuttles of houses that once grew tall
now crumble in my wake
corpses of buildings and roads collapsed
like time has had the last laugh
i stop to look ahead
and see what lies before me
a trail into darkness
the smoke from the wreckage seems to cloud my view
but i can make out shapes
people with claws reaching out
they look like they're trying to take my hand
to lead me to safety
or tear me to bits?
they're finely gloved in velvet and lace
guilty as sin or just kind of scary?
i need to trust in the future to protect me from the past

and i look left and right and up and down
to see where i am now
and i'm scared of how far i've come
and where it got me
there's a little boy over there
he's crying because he's lost
and he has no shoes
and his feet burn n the pavement
under the sun
the searing sun
there's a girl over the other side too
she's singing, and holding a flower
i'd like to be her montag, maybe
but i'm much further in the deep than i expected
i trundle into the darkness
and take a gloved hand in each hand
and let them take me where they will

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