a future beatitude
like any piece of furniture I am not dancing.
like any empty storefront I am not a vacationing wildflower.
like any bee suit I am not slowly drifting in outer space.
like any ex I am not with you.
I have lived through a scourge and a riddle of hissing.
a river a thrum a numb a compass.
I venture into the now
just south
of the neverbeen.
Awesome. Dizzyingly true. Every word scores. 🙏
What Len said!