No differences

beyond the horizon

beyond the sleepless seas

a void so empty and vast

you fall faster and faster

in the course of time

a gulf of passages

you lost yourself

etched upon the air

days succeed days

and they have voices which are demons

and know the color of your pain

voices which are words

voices which watch

and whisper in chorus

"runrunrunrunrunrunrun..."

they steal from you

all preconceived flights of fancy

withdrawn into yourself

the future is now

no place to hide

nowhere to go--but inside

and inside is terror

and the sea devours the time of you

here one day, gone the next

what is it like

to live in your world?