I mind that time doesn’t flow how I want it to,
that the currents don’t intersect here.
I’m sticking to a favourite path or two,
holding them very dear.
But elsewhere, the forks split and diverge,
split over themselves
but elsewhere,
Going in circles, forking paths, seemingly straying...
I think I’m looking at the wrong course.
Dec 19, 2016
Dec 19, 2016 at 3:50 AM UTC
I mind that time doesn’t flow how I want it to,
that the currents don’t intersect here.
I’m sticking to a favourite path or two,
holding them very dear.
But elsewhere, the forks split and diverge,
split over themselves
but elsewhere,
Going in circles, forking paths, seemingly straying...
I think I’m looking at the wrong course.