go to bed

go to bed each night

and dreaming of that day

some of this gets seen

go to bed thinking

it could be the night

when someone

on the other side

of the world stumbles upon

these thoughts and find

something worth reading

a chance if nothing else

to be read and it might be silent

but not afraid of what others

might think or say

guess I don’t care anymore

pressure and I may crack

the picture frame is crooked

hanging on the wall

and it’s the river in autumn

no idea which river

or where it might be headed

or coming from now on

he too will be silent

in his pursuit of—

what were the goals told to be attainable?

just getting to work on time

is sometimes a struggle

tried to tell him not to get stuck here

in this wage slavery system

nearly everyone stuck the same

struggling to get by

no idea who painted the idea

can’t read the signature

maybe it’s all a big fake…