I yearn for something long gone in the depths of the future;
Not able to place a finger on its familiarity.
Discovering what is already known
Can be a clarifying process of redundancy.
When a step forward feels like a tumble backward
Toward the inevitable direction of it all.
When a puzzle forms around me
I stand there, inert.
The challenge beckons me further. It calls me closer,
Etching itself deeper into my path.
Smiling at the fantasy of completion on the other side,
A field of emotional mishaps rains down before me.
Apr 16, 2025
Apr 16, 2025 at 9:55 AM UTC
I yearn for something long gone in the depths of the future;
Not able to place a finger on its familiarity.
Discovering what is already known
Can be a clarifying process of redundancy.
When a step forward feels like a tumble backward
Toward the inevitable direction of it all.
When a puzzle forms around me
I stand there, inert.
The challenge beckons me further. It calls me closer,
Etching itself deeper into my path.
Smiling at the fantasy of completion on the other side,
A field of emotional mishaps rains down before me.
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