Sunday, June 25, 2023

Matter

In these circles of time
Tell me, what is it you see?
The smallest of moments
Held up to infinity 
Caught here in space
Watching the light scatter 
Catching each mote
And bouncing off matter

What is there we might find
In all the words we hide behind
In all the lies we think to say
In all the truths that start to weigh 
In all the land and all the sea
In all of this, will I lose me?

With all the lines lost to time
With all we must forget
With all of the moments
Lost to obscurity and regret
Reflecting no more
The smallest of light
Fading away
Far from our sight

What is there we might lose
With all the little choices we choose
With all the thoughts we bury below
With all the things we don't mean to show
With all the land and all the sea
With all of this, can you find me?

In these circles of words
That bleed through the screen
The simplest things
Yet I know not what they mean
With all the lines I delete
Watching as they scatter
In the end what is left
Nothing but matter

1 comment:

  1. If I can’t find me in this sea of matter what counts is if I’ve found another.

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