The next

 The next


As we move into the next 

we’re completely perplexed 

as the past can’t help us 

understand anything 


our primitive tools 

make us look like fools 

all logic escapes 

in this vacuum 


those children with matches 

those martyrs of darkness 

all get consumed 

as the future chews on us 


I hold your hand 

I’ve got a plan 

to enjoy ourselves 

where we stand 


as I kiss your mouth 

motivation goes south 

nothing left to discuss

not the writing on the wall 


as we make love 

something’s gone from above 

only that divine energy 

pulls us along 

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