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