Cloud Nine
It all goes green;
Green green green
Like the matrix.
I am earless, I am young,
I am barely born.
Every light explodes in hues of red and orange,
The sounds are slow-mo
Like the matrix.
Bridge, oh beautiful Bridge!
Overlooking you from my petty balcony
With River of cars raging below me,
Is there any justice in this world?
Any reason I be denied your imminence,
Separated here
By this malicious River of cars?
Rachel!
Yes your face is here!
Yes, I can see you now
Atop the spires
Of that petty shallow bridge
Who merely twinkles
At your exuberant light.
Bright Rachel,
My sun, my world,
I see you in the palace of that bridge,
A firestorm raging all around you.
Through moat of fire I shall rescue you,
My dead Brunhilde.
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Posted May 15, 2016, 11:59 PM UTC