Hunter wrote
All energy flows according to the whims of the great magnet
God knows what he meant
It was something of a tangent
What does it mean to you?
The energy that moves
That pushes through
The thing that propels
Your essence
Away from the shadow
That pursues you.

A twinge of regret is always present
as we pass the paths that should have -
could have - been,
and see the keychains
from places we've never seen,
on other passenger's bags, and
jealous, we tear our tickets
and wish we had listed
a different destination,
wonder what it would have taken
as others do the same
from their seats.

on an ant in hopes it will
fly. Or build a nest for a fish
on a tree way up high. Or place
a beak on a snake

in hopes it will sing. Your phone
doesn't ring by wishes. ***** dishes
piled in the sink don't wash
themselves. You may not

rise in the morning but the sun
surely will. And time goes on
even if you stand still. Clouds
will roll in like the ocean

tide. A turtle cannot hide
drawing into its shell. And death
will come find you, even if
today you are well.

Conservation of energy
Conservation of thought
Conservation of my ******* self
When the real battles get fought
Contemplation of the future
Contemplation of the void
Contemplation of the furnace
Where atoms get destroyed.