Monday, May 12, 2014

12 may

setting goals means carrying whole numbers past the posts and on through til tomorrow
easy as the time passes the craft crashes in sullen seas upon realization of inaction
steady words and unheard of catalogs fog the smokescreen as the curtains flap loud
wait until the never and it will all be gotten done
outside there are pieces of grass that seem distantly identical
inside is a different place of chopped up similarities
lather dice repeat
we are sweetened by the now and the havehow
ours is to wonder why and to do
motion is the music that we live by

1 comment:

L said...

Like days like these