this is the sound after the last song this is the racetrack after the racers have left this is the pencil resting next to a finished masterpiece
this is your feet this is your hand this is your sweat this is your face
this is your tired rest this is your comforting grasp this is your release this is you
this is a book sealed shut with the eons of never being opened this is a mind sealed shut with the steel locks keeping the eons out
this is you in your greatest moment this is you in your worst moment
you’ve already done the best thing in your life you did it yesterday as you sat on the toilet, or as you laid in bed sick, or you read a book, or you kept a secret, or you told a secret
you will never be as good as you were a moment ago and this will continue for the entirety of your life but you never faultier you well never fail you will grow greater and greater every minute even as your better self slips away into the past
this is your feet worn to the bone this is your hand dirtied with time this is your sweat hot with your effort this is your face smiling in regret
this is the bird flying home to its nest this is the car that drives past an accident this is the artist laughing for the first time in years