One step after the last step continues for just about ever
our feet get sore and we are beat
unless we are mobile, the heat slices our feet
so we go and the sun will heat the sky forever
and we go looking back to say bye
kiss the dust we will never see again
grin if you’re sad the end will never begin
beg to see the next step
you know it’ll truly welcome you
and you know fully you’re not even half way
although how to even capably measure
if our prize, in the process of decay,
is so, so, far, far away. But at least we are advancing and it’s not like it was then . All that makes my legs bend, is the motivation I’ll someday mend, this, tear💧
there’s fear and anticipation closing in inspiration
for the most recent attraction
aspiration for being graced again addiction to a stint of joy’ll begins shining joy’ll pull us along and it’ll makes us want to go on
we are all looking for the same field to graze
us cattle oh so different
are so so much the same
the points we accumulate are loosing the same tired game that’s rigged by the way
when I think of yesterday
I’ll get nauseous
and unconsciously I’ll
start & contemplate ways to emancipate away
a fucking same routine
there’s some clean green grass ahead
if not it’s still no loss
alas
definitely we
can’t possibly
see any less green than what here and now exists
let’s let Automatic instincts erase what has already.
I’ll hard pass. On what’s happened to have previously elapsed from history
It’s got no teeth and me I’m really tough meat personally even newborn flesh
Gums gnawing do nothing
and
pre being anything not presently unfolding as well as what’s yet to be gotten to
basically what’s not been and has been deemed future for sake of a labeling it something need
future by which time hasn’t streaked or gotten to
files unassigned for lack of what goes inside
future being post existing being-anything as in now is from presently aka the now up unto shit out then get out
…when I was trying to differ from you, mr. yesterday
who would say
I wanna go back and do it again
the same thing twice
naw I think jesus would rather sin
so smile at the next ray of light that dries your face
smile at the you you will someday be
smile at how great the next wave will break
and as you embrace the long desired moment
all we can think of is thoughts of the next
leaves will fall all the same and new ones will replace them all the same
but at least we can watch our feet
leave ashes to sweep
footprints are joy and beauty
for if I walked backwards my path would look dirty
do you know what it means to elevate a time frame or to maintain pace some might say
it’s a ploy to eliminate our boredom for attention spans spanning vast widths of a ladybug’s eyelash
so go and go its all we know
go up go north go far fast
neglectful of the past
but afraid of the beyond
not sure what to do except go on
so go up and go over in desperate search for happiness
still knowing it’s arriving in uneven stints
how is it perfect bein
