It’s All The Same Anyway

The world will not wait for me,
But you love?
They will move on and keep going,
But you my love?
Will you wait?
Wait for my decisions?
Wait till I overcome my desires
And make the world hear my denials?
Will you wait?

The world will not wait, no, it will not wait.
Wait for me, for my visions and my revisions.
Why should it?
Who am I?
But you my love?
You are a part of me for whom I go on.
I shall for you one day become what I am to be,
Or am I that already?

No, no one knows me,
Nor do they care.
This fair world, this beautiful world
Extending to foreverness knows me not.
And I have nothing to do with it.
For I know you, don’t I?
And you, you love me, don’t you?
Or is it just a dream?
Or a truce between you and me?

Is there no hope for me then?
No sanctity in my profane path?
I will have to go alone?
I will go alone.
But without you why should I go?
Where should I go?
Hold! I fall!
Let go now, I have fallen.

Let me break against hard concrete.
But would I break?
Will the plaster not fall off?
Or everything will be as it is,
The cars will go on, flies will hover over sweets
And in the afternoon the sweat will fall in sweets.
Where am I?
Oh yes, nowhere.

What? What sound is that?
You don’t hear it?
Then I must have gone mad.
I’m hearing voices today, and tomorrow?
Tomorrow they will laugh or cry.
It’s all the same anyway.
But I will know the difference,
Yes, yes, I will know the difference.

Where did I leave you my love?
Or did you leave me?
Who knows?
Oh, I do! I do!
But who am I?
I am the one who told you to wait,
So let us go now, together.

Ah yes, yes. You are not here.
I am seeing things.
But you look so frail
As if age has touched you.
That’s strange! Ha! Those creams didn’t work.
Eh, they never do, they never do.

I am old now, they say.
My eyes darken and gas builds up in my guts.
It’s hard to stand and walk
But I must go on.
Where? Where must I go on?
Oh, go on, go on!
I have promised you, I must go on.

Why do you hear my musings?
I am a fool, an old fool.
I don’t know my name
But you do, don’t you?
Come help me pick up these fallen things.
What? Nothing has fallen?
Oh, it must be me then. Pick me up!

But the kids ran away.
See them go!
Didn’t I tell you? Didn’t I?
The world will not wait, the world will not wait.
But you my love?
Will you wait, till I come back?
I shall go on. I will come back.

What? No, no let me go!
This toil is mine, mine it is.
I will dig the earth, find the treasure.
Treasure? There is no treasure. Just corpses.
Bowels and limbs mixed in the mud, rotting.
Soon it will rain, soon it will clog
And soon it will float in my garden.

I have read the classics
Or have I read the gothics?
It’s all the same anyway.

Who is at the door?
A messenger perhaps.
Or some kid, come again to trouble my old bones.
‘Wait, will you wait?’
A letter.
She waited and died waiting.
And the world will not wait.
Why shall it?
Go! Let go! Let me go!

I cry and I laugh,
It’s all the same anyway.


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