Hope breaking in waves upon the shore
My ivory tower smashed in ruins in the sand
I can feel the water trickling through my bare toes
There is nothing wrong
I have no reason to lie
And yet I cannot wake up.
The sun is bleeding into the sky
Wasting away into the ocean
I can predict the future
Soon it will sink, spent, exhausted
In its shroud of broiling seas.
This is the only fate that was written for today
And for all the tomorrows lined up,
Frozen, waiting for nothing.
All the todays of yesterday were too slow
The past has overtaken them all.
Because time is a never-ending circle
And I have seen it all already.
[ The image was a free image I downloaded. I don’t know if this fragmented prose can really be called poetry, but this was all I could write.]