Poetry: Life, Rephrased

Grey days, gray daze, life of constant haze

Chewing stale cereal of everyday bliss

Locked in time, unable to win God’s praise

Onward march of life, a source of malaise

Clipped wings of a dove, something is amiss

Grey days, gray daze, life of constant haze

Always looking to the tomorrow days

Years stretched before you, dropping off, abyss

Locked in time, unable to win God’s praise

Longing for the far-flung, your life, rephrased

Cancer of nostalgia, the things you missed

Grey days, gray daze, life of constant haze

At your tombstone, your children set their gaze

Love for them unable to leave your lips

Locked in time, unable to win God’s praise

You’re melancholy with a grey suitcase

Working ‘til you die, never throwing fits

Grey days, gray daze, life of constant haze

Locked in time, unable to win God’s praise

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Alex Olson is from Port Huron, Michigan and is currently studying at Southern New Hampshire University for his BA in Creative Writing. He mainly writes science fiction and horror, mostly about things like millennials selling body parts because they work retail. His goals in life include keeping his health insurance, seeing the New York Mets win the World Series, and steering his 3 year old away from careers like fiction writing. His debut novel "Erosion" is currently contracted by Crimson Cloak Publishing.

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