This daze I'm caught under.
Constant. looping of days
Thrown together carelessly.
Eventually. Later. One day.
My eyes, heavy. Mind: weary.
Her eyes, so simple, familiar.
One is more than enough
Everything is making sense
freeing, understanding beautiful
Impossibilities flow through
me as I come to realize.
A proper education which
brings us together is the only
String from which we dangle.