Our lives are set-up in beautiful hypothetical.
Propositions swirl around like conveyor-belt sushi- delights to choose at semi-random.
Light and fluffy brightly colored choices.
Candied aftermaths of promise.
We stare at the world like through a pane of glass that houses every good thing.
Select a sweet impermanence.
Finger a whim.
Cast yourself onto a game of chance.
Play your favorite song on the jukebox of 'nowness'.
Skip all of the imperfections in a sidewalk.
Dandy through your daydreams.
To want is to behold.
To wish is to brush the tips of splendor.
All of it free for now.

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It won't stay..or stop..g o e s::::.)
fleeting..beyond our ..control :::)
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Dwell not on lost chances::)
Alas, precious energy is :)
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Nurture LIFE:::::::::)
LIVE!!! :::Regret::)
n o t h i n g::::::::)
Remember::::)
How fast ::::)
T I M E ::::)
FLIES! ::)
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Sally

Copyright 2015
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan



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Some things are meant
           to be fleeting
                   In an instant
                       Its purpose
                       Not to be understood
                       For if it was
                  Then no genial questions
        Wed have to degust
Only left
To settle,
Calcified,
by

Answers.

I am a fleeting existence
In this world
Of constant change

Where everyone you love
Seems to disintegrate
Just when they start loving you back

Time      runs        stagnant        in        wait*


*Yet/races/in/your/embrace