Where are we and where have we gone?
I remember dreaming but don’t know for how long
this can last.
If what’s passed is in the past,
if we only see today then we never have to ask

Are you satisfied
with this double-standard, misplaced blame?
This love is a tyranny and I am the slave.
I’m jaded.
Should I sleep to dream potentials, better days?
Or wake to see how much has come to fade?

EJZ 1.25.2012

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