The Vultures Descend

I was thinking about perception
How must it perceive me?
If it doesn’t exist
And it cannot see
Apparently I’m breathing
No comfort there
Where no one bothers
Or forgets to care

Hold on to the illusion
If that is all you’ve got
I confess such ideals
Are entirely my lot
Existing mainly in my head
From such an early age
Finding solace in song
Or words on a page

If I stay still for long enough
The vultures descend
So I must keep on moving
And pick up my pen
Do I write for a reason
Or reason in write?
I have far too much
That is hidden in sight

The vultures swoop low
Towards this humble librarian
Their hunger is deafening
My words their carrion
They peck at me but thankfully
Find nothing of substance
And for once
I take solace in its absence


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