December 27, 2023

spray

Take a look through the mirror through the story of life.

Words prove useless.

Feelings prove nothing.

Talk with what's there.

When a path is taken it is not took, it is seen and may have been by many, never same. Never never. Never always.

Nothing exists, there is only a way

Words are nothing,

elevators -

reaching up-words

so as not to feel the s(h)ame

Speckled branches stick up to and empty sky proving there is worth in every moment

it's voices that fly, it is a way of leaving earth, jumping like spray blown off a wave