"Last Summer Night. Erie. Calm. Moonlit. Restless Reminiscent. Friends; shipwrecks spaced. Star-crossed lovers; a rebirth? Free? or sheltered under an ever-present aged shadow; echoes. Footprints of a familiar dark alliance, enveloped, but encapsulated within. A child, no father. Routine, no glimmer downtrack. Irrelevant? ... A past, scattered fires; A future aptly scar'ed. Delusions. does the note ring undaunted; unchallenged? Clarity of vivid visions or fog above the lagoon; encumbered of step. Bondage of tense-cases; or does the sun rise anew with a lighter disposition? Prediction. Assumption. Truth. Illusion. Bound to each one's own beast; Prophetic Truths write themselves. Read to the masses, the preacher tells the tale as he precieves. Between the lines, perhaps clearer; congregation of one. Voice strained; wall of time boundless; seeking restful hesitation. Dreams do not come surrendered to those of insolent unyielding of mind" |