Dreams of Tomorrow

Stag leap

then follow

I think

and then dream

that tomorrow

my sorrow

can carve out a path

for what once could be

That now

never was

I leave tomorrow

In the wake of yesterday

I believe

In a future

If it’s meant to be Today

I hope to live

For once

In the rhythm of the day

But I cannot leave the cloud that engulfs me

which I ask it to do

Leaving the chains of my master

is leaving the chains of You

And I make You and I redundant

it is true

We are the same

But opposing

it is blue

We are the name

But composing

A figure so ghastly with misdirection it recedes into a transgression of an ambiguous Me

Free to be anything but

Leave it to me

to be anything,

But

I shall stymie this not-a-hope but an absolute certainty

Tainted by nothing

Now tainted by Sin

So that it goes nowhere

Only sideways into itself

Spiraling all the way

At least I am somewhere

Today