A Final Vestige

our dreams are ephemeral

an elusive blur

defenseless without devotion

compromised by indifference

adrift and asleep

unconscious to transgression

the noise of the world

the thief of what once defined

oceans of distractions

run rings round our eyes

awake enough to realize

we're tethered to the world

adrift and asleep

unconscious to transgression

the noise of the world

the thief of what once defined us