You fall onto the third railOf your doubtYou live from the inside outYou believe what you seeThe train of thoughtsMoving down the trackOf your eyesThe dream you wake fromIn a blood-sweat of surpriseYou keep yourself on trialJudge, jury and execution… Read on blog or Reader October Process Read on blog or Reader Wild Child octoberprojectmusic April 1 You fall onto the third rail Of your doubt You live from the inside out You believe what you see The train of thoughts Moving down the track Of your eyes The dream you wake from In a blood-sweat of surprise You keep yourself on trial Judge, jury and executioner But You are still the little one With the crooked smile You are still the wild child Running And jumping in a leaf-pile You are the bird About to leave the nest To jump into your new wings In one great test of courage The lights are coming up From the dark side of the sky You climb to a new place where the wind cries The worst is over The worst was never–always happening In your mind's eye The great human lie Where you dwell Offers a crazy hell of images You could believe this sad story A story of loss and grief But now finally there is relief A breath you have to take Into the nothingness you forsake When you wake © 2024 Julie Flanders Photo Credit: Ryan Scott April is Poetry Month Day 1 To learn more and ENTER our 6th annual poetry contest, please click here: https://www.octoberprojectmusic.com/poetry-contest/annual-poetry-contest Comment Like You can also reply to this email to leave a comment.

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