The wind rustles sweet
nothings window pane lonely room.
My old friend nostalgia of a time and
place that may or may not have
I speak between shadows and cast doubt
about the foot of hope
and throw a party to pity myself.
Only i am invited.
I bring nothing empty handed.
Eyes closed we dream.
I feel a connection to the universe.
I am Alive.
I am here. It is now. The clock strikes out of
sight. Mind races.
Rat races. Ten paces and keep
Running. Away from here so far.
That i am back to square.
One Love. One life per body.
One soul for eternity. Have we
I haven’t touched you since
creation. Atoms dense expanding
space. Matter of fact, or fiction.
You decide When it’s right or left.
Standing here sitting. Nonetheless
is more. Forever. Infinity. A loop
we travel. And here we are. Back
again. So buttons.