I understand it now.
Eyes closed, never resting.
Recreational.
Concentrating on consecrating.
Perpetual.

An invitation withdrawn.
Never a has a dawn come to pass
Where I haven’t drawn lines from our past.
Rolling water against an irresponsive canvas.
Unconventional.

Give me a minute of your mind
To wander a world, imagining.
Take a minute of your time
To wonder as I do, annihilated.
I tried. I faltered.
We’re tired. We’ve wilted.
My everything means nothing to your reckoning.