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So many tiny machines

Unknown flashes

Space is always doing something

Somewhere

I can’t find the words

What I want to write

What I can

Silently

From afar as I have been

Quieter

Who am I supposed to be believing in meeting?

Turning from one to the next because figments can’t hold me

If the future I saw in my heart is still there beyond the sky

Why does it feel so over?

Spinning in place

Just the left over momentum

Why?

I’m what way was I wrong?

There is no replacement

For the future I wanted

Anything you give me now will simply be

What I settled with

Everything

To nothing

You had me believing

The world I wanted closed

Like a snap trap

I wish

I could have half that life

What, into the well?

It’s a well of wishes not a wishing well

Even wanting to see the future

With my own eyes

It’s not mine I want to see

Is the flame courage?

It feels different

Different than hope

Different than love

Just have to make it to midnight

Right?

It dims in the dark

When I look up right now

I think

Ah, I really am alone

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