It is, maybe, or is it?

no?
not this one…
one,
two,
three,
not it.
if it
was,
it will
be.
you know…
no?

Advertisements

Live reverb

can you hear it
it’s all around you
i’m sure you do
it looks like we’re
all listening to it
i thought it was
my own beat
but in fact
it was that of
another before me
surely the pace
could be improved
more undulating rests
so create a new from
the past only modified

Living to die

life will be the death of me.
it’s simple.
life degrades upon conception.
the count down commences.
whittle what we may in
what we think, feel and be,
but time holds no exceptions.
the expenditure of time
influences its duration.
investments in pleasure
or pain doesn’t matter,
it’s of the same origin.
i will remember birth
as i will death.