>times they do

>times they do move with your perception

they move and you think something

has changed and it is so different

why can’t it be the same

like it once was

when you felt free

an eagle flies above and courses

looking for its prey

suddenly you realize it is this way and no other will be ok

so you look for a change within

and cannot

you search and cannot

find what it is you once knew

looking for an escape

Where do you go? Externally

joy comes to you briefly by circumstance

cruddy and raw

you vomit with the bile within

it is green and so is the forest

unhappy you move on

and you say it never did matter anyway

you lie down in a gutter and let the shit roll over you

feeling at home

peaceful within yourself

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