Door Left Open by Ivan Guerrero Najera

Door Left Open


Silence, the harbinger of chaos
All thoughts erupt, free will succumbs
And freedom sent out to delay us
It slows the truth, white noise that numbs

Each breath an anchor, sinking
The current pulls, the vessel rocks
And all the world is thinking
And it's all noise, taunts, ruckus, mocks

From my last breath I gasp
And my first breath is lost
Pull sugar once dissolved, a wasp
Stings malice through my ghost

Look for the center to asymmetry
The driver of this autopilot
Looking for branches, never seeing the tree
Collective conscious? Don't know why yet


by Ivan Guerrero Najera

Previous Poem | Main Page | Next Poem