Amidst shuffling playlists
I took out my earphones today

Decided to listen to the music of the breeze.

I’ll find you in a coffee shop
In some corner of a bustling street
Staring into cracks and crevices
Of the words in a book
Amongst a pool of phone screens

I’ll find you hiding
in the majestic wonders of Planet Earth
one corner or the other
Shuffling a camera
Slouched sloppily on broad shoulders
Capturing moments of clarity

I’ll find you deep
within the depths of the ocean
wading amongst the corals
submersed in the adrenaline of life
meditating its mystic origins

I’ll find you perched
on a rock in the midst of barren land
watching the sunset
scrawling in some bound blank pages
holding back tears
just as I am now

I’ll find you my love
just you wait

I ruminate on
my failed affairs
I really am a mess of state
but a well maintained disaster
With clothes crisp
and shoes of leather
a Prada bag slouched
shedding Glitter as a scavenger’s trail

seven billion people
yet I manage
to ram together puzzle pieces
with mismatched contours
and hope for it to work

seven billion people
yet I manage
to fear a faithless future, aghast abandonment
carving my present,
a relentless sculptor

seven billion people
yet I manage
to severe portions of my entity
my soul, my being
and gift them
waiting on exalted reception
only for smirks and Smirnoff

So here I am
the mess of state
On the 14th day of the 2nd month
Trying to figure this out yet again
Yet again

lacklustre eyes
brim tears
rosas arrive aplenty
squeals surface
embraces ensue
She shuts the door
with hands Empty.

I'm just looking for a constant
In a world full of variables

it will take me a while
piecing together the nitty gritty
but let me tell you *right from the get go
I intend on figuring myself out
far before anyone else has the pleasure to do so