Yawn

Mother

its all falling apart
grey buildings to dust
faded vibrance slipping
into the drain
as the concrete walls
break apart
the green things show up
planted inside the dead
the still beating heart
of mother pumps
life back into our death
and green spreads to red
and yellow
and blue.

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Symphonics

were all just a note
slow vibrations
to make up the music
of this screaming symphony
but i want to be accented
to fly above the others
perfectly in tune
but above it all
for just a moment
before i fade back into the song
that will never end.