A Better Version

Shifting a vision, here

Hoping for a better version

We need a chain reaction

Losing time but gaining traction

Throwing shadows tall

to hide in

Growing coarser still

with guidance

Days that begin in the dark

end in flames,

Blinding and unhinged

it's our new game

Counting cards on the table

Flip the River - if you're favored

When the clotted past

feels like fiction

volumes lost in stacks

Taken back, bit by bit