Through Glass

Through Glass

 

 Through glass is easy

 in skylight  foray,

 I see him tomorrow, though never today.

 In hindsight is simple

 knowledge sublime,

 pity whenever, will never be thine.

Calling on echoes

resounding abyss,

something is sad, when someone is missed.

Emptying suitcase

platforms vacate,

a train has left town to simply create.

Chameleon chases

runs for the trees,

colouring eyes, dressing to please. 

Seeing was easy

when you know what to say

he was once here tomorrow, but never today.

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