moments pass slowly
days overly age
skies belabor the point
no one wants to know,
drifting alone
absence of mind
wondering
but thoughtless
a vacuum of expression
no one hears
no one sees
no one understands
the dilemma ahead...
behind hope's left
gone or stolen
it matters not,
we end what began
beginning what ended
long ago...
we seek and
find nothing,
sharing not what we
don't have or want,
your conclusions
my tomorrows
my futures are
your only past.
March 24, 2025
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