Life's Summer happens at once,
all at once. With the agony of potential,
and I become the sprawl;
stale,
dysphoric.
acting without acting
sleeping without sleeping.
an act of will to close my eyes
to shut my ears to murmuring
too hot air,
my space a lesser place within the waking world
a world with shorter seasons and reasons to be
and being without reason; just being
A summer without rain.
A summer without late night drives and angry drifting from lane to lane - where the hours long occasions between petty obligations interrupt
a terminal
imagination.
Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 11:45 PM UTC
Life's Summer happens at once,
all at once. With the agony of potential,
and I become the sprawl;
stale,
dysphoric.
acting without acting
sleeping without sleeping.
an act of will to close my eyes
to shut my ears to murmuring
too hot air,
my space a lesser place within the waking world
a world with shorter seasons and reasons to be
and being without reason; just being
A summer without rain.
A summer without late night drives and angry drifting from lane to lane - where the hours long occasions between petty obligations interrupt
a terminal
imagination.