A flashy glimmer like cut gem facets
pointed from deep inside those eyes
your two, made it seem
we knew what was coming.
We did not.
It looks like we have something important to do.
We will wait.
Honestly,
if we continue this way
all falls into place just so
we know more
about manipulation
and virtual reality
will it help...
Do not answer that. Let it ring.
Strange. This dry confidence permeates
by civilian ardor.
Suddenly, we had trouble
breathing.
The Progress.
Some gasped, as if they could take more.
Others sobbed in sync.
Most of us never knew
nor cared to quarry
deeper.
Distribution thins out
when princes runout
of fission for our future necessities
sparing only
cherished memories.
Patience. It will always come
for you.
Painting By James Campbell (1828 - 1893), Waiting for Legal Advice (1857), (British) Born in Liverpool, England. Dead in Birkenhead, England. [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
