Living long enough
With suffice amount of
Entanglements within the same period
Teaches one to find meanings in how doors close
Depending on
How gentle the bolt gets tucked
The latch bore
Tag: mush
The Opening
The opening was terse
Then came cramming the empty verse
Of an awareness
Suddenly shifting
When
The question that usually
Never gets an exact answer
Were you expecting to be where
But never knows when
First Things Last
Remember the first thing
Remember the last
A Linear Cycle
The air plays music
We all learn to to ignore hearing
As we leap from one faith to another
Latching on to it
Until it finds silver
Identifying us
For who we are
With a kiss
Formulaic
Our life’s but an arc
In this world in a cycle
Meant to seek freedom
But always bounded
To repeat
Loop Forward
I was told time is a dimension
And this odd circadian rhythm
Is not what got me woke
I need to stay dreaming
Some Vivid Moments
Running against a blurry view
Is a thing I once thought I knew
As love
Is beating
Me in my own game
Last
This is not meant to last
But it’s meant to be beautiful
If not a song you hear in your heart
As it mends
Shrug to the Inevitable
And a stockpile of sincerest apologies
Will be dealt as never suffice
Knowing that a future of you and I
Was always ever doomed