Mediocrity

December 30, 2011

#17 Mediocrity

Ordinary me. We were never special.

An outsider trying to build bricks and

wasting hours. No monuments,

no cathedral halls. If there is an end,

I can’t choose it either.

Let the lights fall freely, canopy of

memories, I own no corner.

Rivers afraid to cross my vision

we never make it to the safe.

I lose my sword, my books lost

in the water.