Nov 7
Cacophony
The way the world moves with a background noise
Tells you we are a people of anger
Crash and clang above the din
Hearing repressed fear as we spin into sin
Doppler shifting to and from the center of a friendly world
Equal mass unequal trepidation
We rise in waves as a liquid nation
Our burdens clank together like dishes in a sink
We listen for breaking china
While we dream of fears and think
We find an inner Lagrangian point and idle at peace
Waiting for war to shatter the balance
The cacophony tears down my face
Converted to liquid loss and traces my future on my skin
And as I taste the salt I fade away
I am gone as the waves of sound die down
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