–
Life oh now why am I endlessly
measuring matters with those of an-
other, if waters of fables my
whole life was leading to came just by
closing that delta you’d think I’d have
done that already.
–
Picking my way through the needles on
sidewalks the work walk disrupted by
glance of the past yeah the glance of a
fleeting careening if beautifully
seeming it’s only the feeling that
comes with the ending.
–
Why am I floating the cosmonaut
feeling I crash into ceilings I’m
talking I’m reeling when fighting my
monsters my pilot’s on auto there’s
always more time to design a new
motto. I’m working.
