I’m slipping through time again
From the when to then
From tomorrow’s sorrow
To today’s begin
The real ***** is the stitch
Where we actually exist
Between memory and wonder
And therein lies the itch
Remembering the past
Thinking of next
Wallowing in now
Sliding the narrow
Mar 29, 2020
Mar 29, 2020 at 1:00 AM UTC
I’m slipping through time again
From the when to then
From tomorrow’s sorrow
To today’s begin
The real ***** is the stitch
Where we actually exist
Between memory and wonder
And therein lies the itch
Remembering the past
Thinking of next
Wallowing in now
Sliding the narrow
