Don’t ask
I can’t answer
Maybe Aphrodite knows
Maybe she is the cause
Perhaps I just don’t have a limit but these
Don’t even really count as one so I sit waving a flag striped wrong ways sideways
Again like I was already gone and came back like I’d left
Like the existence of myself just ceased and must have been where I was put
But I never found out where put I was
One empty tree and one some other thing I put myself in but I didn’t
Not when it comes to my
The cherished desires get in the way.
Can I scoff at anything new?
As if it is
Merely a change in trajectory merely something that will be returned to the direction anyways
One step leads to the entire universe rearranging to ensure you’re continuing in the same direction as before
Anything
Anything at all
I would try to
I wanted to know
Can’t call it hope
That’s just too forgiving
Leave a comment