Anti-Fade
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

Mixed dreams awake and scheming in shadows of reality.
Screaming in silent rage, mute in volume, a seething
artificial silence so loud it can’t be heard. Banging upon
the thrum of experience and hiding in quiet depravity.

Fade into the audience of humanity and applaud with the
mob as it devours the sweets of cultural charisma.
Ignorance is bliss, it is the kiss of naiveté and gloom.
Complain not of want, it is but a corruption of need.

Don’t worry, be happy… Thinking is for grief, for sorrow,
for the sun that secures the shadows. Fade from the light,
cling to translucence, taking form only enhances the souls
burning. Why dare to shine when you can fade in comfort?

A ghost in a bottle drunk on empathy, sighing to the winds
of simpatico distemper, naked but for a fig leaf of
dissatisfaction. Succumbing to the quiet rage of normalcy.
Fade, fade, fade away… dreams are for sleeping.

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