Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Follow the Leader


Echo on stone
Bare as bone.
Resplendant Monarch
On crystal throne.

Things move slow;
I wonder why.
Don't change them though.
No will to try.

I do my part
And tow the line;
Heart in traction,
Eyes shut wide
Til suddenly I realise
My feet've strayed onto
A decline
Following after 
One who is blind.