this ecstatic revelry does little to subside my angry spirit
the only end met is that of increasing dissatisfaction
and angst
that lessens the value of current reality and pulls me deeper
into future dreaming
which tarnishes any hope I had to find worth in my present action
the God I seek, my sole salvation, is to be found in this moment
and with each passing vision of my future enlightenment
the God I seek falls farther away
and the warmth enfolded fades
and once again
I’m lacking

Published by bernardsbarnes

Writer. Artist. Performer. A little boy dreaming of the stars.

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