You can’t stop
Stop the thoughts in your head
Head up in the clouds
Clouds so thick and lush
Lush and long like your lashes
Lashes out with anger
Anger feeding his soul
Soul food to feed me
Me, and me alone
Alone in my thoughts
Thoughts of forgetting the past
Past the time of now
Now is all that matters.
There was a desperation in this poem, where each line seemed to render the next – but it also had yearning and hope.
An absolute rendering of process.
Thank you ❤️