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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