bainne

where did it go

the dream that you had

seduced your mind

and vanished

evasive vile nomad

once there was time

an endless field of hope

now it seems that nothing

becomes your chronoscope

should there be sadness

like a cloak of burning lead

should you drop the hammer

party with the dead

there’s no answers here

no alchemist or holy tome

no rebirth from the chrysalis

or mystical poppy foam

only you and i

as you read this now

I will show you madness

and milk the opal cow

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