Listen Poem by Matt Render

Listen
Listen
Listen
to the dance of oblivion 
Ignorance will set you free
Free as a dead pigeon
And a child's dreaming
The screams of yesterday 
And the tears of tomorrow 
Listen 
Listen
Its white noise 
Its death 
Its life
Happening now 
Simaltaneously
Time is the ultimate reckoning 
The dissolution of your life
Alka setzler in an ocean 
The pain you feel
Isn't pain at all 
The suffering
The hoping
The dreading
The melting 
Bubbling 
In a cauldron over a small flame 
Flickering blue and purple 
As a healing wound
Just listen 
The struggling
The striving 
The roaring gusts of a winter wind 
The whispers of ghosts
And the dying gasps for air 
Sweet sounds of mourning 
Grieving a life that never was 
Longing for a time that will never be 
Laying beneath the sand 
And praying for rain
There is no light 
There is no air 
There is nothing to be
There is nothing to do 
There is noone else 
The exhaustion of mid afternoon 
And the coming of an endless night 
Weariness 
Listlessness 
Loveless, hapless, trappings 
Of nooobdy 
Creeping Inside of a big empty room 
A void aching to be filled 
Deflated lungs 
And the last beats of a dying heart 
Murmuring so slightly 
And so faintly 
That you step upon it 
Without ever noticing 
It was your own