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Hazes 3

Alone

by: Patrick Lee Hebert

Macabre thoughts arise during the haze

Unannounced, they beckon me to awaken…

for a moment, in the middle of the night.

The haze thickens instead of the usual dissipation…

and lasts throughout my day…

confusion.

 

I stare at the moon at night…

when no-one can see me…

I stare into the mirror later…

and can still see her luminous glow…

in my own eyes…

Remembrance.

 

People view me strangely…

thinking I am grey…

but the spectrum cannot hold me…

nor can they understand my conversations with the moon.

I am speaking of them…

and they have no idea…

 

They gaze upon her face…

not conceiving her possibilities of comfort…

and recompense…

they are all fools…

drowning in the tears of others…

not knowing my visions of the truth.

 

She tells me of their faults…

and misconceptions of reality…

She teaches me to expand my mind…

They are all fools…

and are completely blind to the haze

that surrounds them

Until their eyes and souls are opened…

 

I am alone.

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