Sleep New Now and Old Relic

Sleep New now

on with another repetitive motion,

another due song.

Another on demand stage.

No home but the heart for the holidays.

No truth to the wasted patience

What deserves this deja vu?

This Brutal question

Forgotten lingo

with music’s new slang.

This word

It is nothing

It is everything

I say yes

I say No

I say there is no point to wasted questions.

Always questions,

but give trust its due,

faith means not blind,

in fact there is logic in faith.

An old talisman, 

and relic,

given its proper

just due stage.



Published by James J Jackson

I'm a poet from California.

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