Forest of Bones
Journey Through Electric Forest: Unveiling Emotions Amidst Silence
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The days pass by
The passage of time
In silence by your side
In quiet companionship
The plastic cups
Disposable cups accumulating
Are piling up
Building up around you
By you
Close proximity to the accumulation
Ride this locomotive forward
Advancing on a train
Through this blasted forest we run
Running through a devastated forest
Lightning links the branches to us
Lightning connecting the trees to the observer
Electricity in every operation
Symbolic electricity in all actions
Oh this forest of bones
A metaphorical forest filled with challenges
Ride this locomotive forward
Continuing the journey on the train
Through this blasted forest we run
Through a desolate and damaged landscape
Lightning links the branches to us
Continued connection to the surroundings
Electricity in every operation
Symbolic energy in every action taken
Stop this missing come home
End the sense of loss and return home
Find a garden
Discover a haven
Plant a forest of bones
Grow a symbolic forest in difficult times
In the background
In the background, it becomes rigid
It will harden to stone
Metaphorical hardening to stone
Are you hungry?
Are you yearning or unsatisfied?
Are you missing your sleep?
Feeling the absence of sleep
Do you feel that?
Sensing something significant
Hear the surgeon’s gloves squeak?
Awareness of a surgeon's work
Through the garden
Across the haven and metaphorical forest
Through the forest of bones
Fingers moving slowly
Fingers crawling
Symbolic evasion from capture
They won’t catch me, Oh No!
Avoiding being caught
As you watch them
Observing others closely
With their hands in my ribs
Hands metaphorically inside the speaker
Do you wonder
Contemplating the value of the situation
Is it better like this?
Considering if the current state is preferable
The days pass by
Reiteration of the passage of time
The fireworks glow
Fireworks visible but inside confinement
Inside the glass of your window
Within the glass of a window
But we
Choosing not to celebrate
Won’t celebrate
This particular year
This year
Withdrawal of physical contact
I take my fingers from behind your ear
Removing a comforting gesture
And step out there
Exiting to the world where people interact
Where friends converse
Amidst conversations, toasting, and pessimism
Hit glasses and assume
Anticipating negative outcomes
The worst
Appearance without companionship
As I appear
Isolation at the entrance
Alone
Loneliness evident
Inside the doorway
Within the doorframe
Their eyes hang so low
Observers recognizing a negative response
They know
Acknowledgment of the rejection
It’s “no”
Confirmation of the refusal
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