At Everywhere And Never There

At Everywhere And Never There
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Andrew Defrederico - 2020 Dec 12 20:00


Sculptures remain as pillars created
The onlooking across distance
Is the in-mind ways of disemballance
That breaks the free of gaze outwards
Into the lands of dreamscapes
Where be the asleep for an indeterminate
Of time not less of had, be forsake
When grown cold, a saddened despair
Rests over the eyes' gaze to trust
Should be I lay at dawn to remember
Or for wake to reality, should I rise
And in the deterrance of unsettling
Will I of be the sun as bright shines
Across this land of dreamscapes
As shadowed to the wakeful eyes,
I journey into the gaze
Forgetful of where I was, just as be
In not of moment's time I can know,
For setting of the stairs down
As a bridge to the escapism
That becomes like rain for all
Those that are asleep, rippling
As it drips, are they, from a journey,
Sharing the cause for because
Of the next that from bared-given
Global treats of self understanding
Are had for the nations, of be all,
Drowning in visions and advents of rest
Fortitude has the fortunes laid be
On the comfort behind heads
Sinking as a tune of hummed is heard
Into the worked gateway that at clear
Sight had been, and not wished
But for half only want, said the dusk,
As such need be of both for satis,
Beheld to you when chosen be of rest,
The journey of all throughout from before
Makes the return, as the dawn
Of shedded light reaps the unheard
Bellowing from the whispers
As in wind of not be shallows the depth
In tune together forecasting the song
That be of arise and cometo always is
Hitting the light for new ideas form
And the knowledge as wallows cannot refrain,
Counts the numbers in truity alike
From the seeing eyes and the listening ears
Weddings to another kind lead to new
Bearings with have foretraded the desires
Needs and wants, separate but of apparition
Declines, so in part do the faces appear
That remembrance, the recollection
Of gains in the lands, as easy it was
Collects the emotions mistaken for reality
As numbers rise and cannot becomes want,
The land of dreamscapes, you return to
In undone in grasps appealed for you,
You await the decline of feeling,
For the dedrated has of you forecome
The moon for is night but just
A lantern to guide through the tunnel
Into your mind, and as you stay
Away from lie, the desperation for,
Manifests into the day as awake you are
And dreaming you will be
In reality for around of you be,
To have the key to your dreams
So, be of wish, grant unto
That sink be of the comfort
Into the moment's lapse of from here
To the never there, at, you will be
In the lands of dreamscapes