it’s endless
the ripe rife search
through the debris of my mind
I shouldn’t be surprised
that I’ve arrived in this place
of perfect strangeness
I had no plan
no well-thought out life’s journey
that would’ve landed me
in a safe place
No, I shouldn’t be surprised
that I fell off the edge
you tethered me to the world
and now I’ve lost half my anchor
I’m not floating
I’m sinking
we always struggle against the current,
envying those with the biggest boats
but there’s no need
eventually we all succumb
I wonder why we’re here at all
time feels false
like the past is right beside me
like I can step into it