
Eddie Fogler
Forgotten Taste
I jump.
From the life I barely know
Over the achievers who would not know me
Rain echoes encouragement
Go on
Go on
Go on
Open the gates
Thoughts take the plunge
Join whispers lost in the wind
One floating step
In front of the other
Walk a solitary parade
The top
A place that was never home
Obey the charm of seductive stairs
Leave comfort to paint a biased picture
Need outside the internal darkness
Wave to a peering shadow
During my world’s cursed caesura
Battered routines
Mundane monotony
Go on
Battered routines
Mundane monotony
Go on
Stagnant quiet inhabits space
Hold the door ajar for any hope to seep out
The frame of emptiness
Realms wrestle for my recluse soul
Wait for the winner to be crowned
Like a raindrop lost in an ocean
Dying for the forgotten taste of loving life.