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turtle of today

busy busy, always busy running from point A to C. what's an oreo without the creme? or bookends on an empty shelf? hyperopic eyes focus on the horizon, never dropping to see the dashes on the road. reminiscing's fun but regret's widespread when we will life to take on lunar gravity demanding it leap when it should crawl. why can’t we be content with today? must we always live one step ahead? there's value in the quotidian, truth in monotony. unembellished breaths propel us forward in ways hyperventilation never could. put tomorrow’s rabbit out of your head, turtle of today. ** Thanks, Velvet Verbosity .

Revolution 179

when nature holds her breath the skins upon the mast fall flaccid, their tapestries' richness untold - words withheld to punish her unshared whispers. Nothing given, nothing shared. homicidal waves shore simple rafts unprepared to leave an ordered existence, unprepared to float away as driftwood. how can one hold onto herself without trunks beside to bestow meaning? Mutability of form veils similitude of locomotion. you left your oars in a boathouse on the mainland; mine were lost along the way along with my rebellious spirit. scarlet flames fizzled as they fell overboard, fiery fingers never fated to reach the Red blaze. My revolution became intangible at 179 degrees. i smuggled a glowing ember onto an imagined isle. i cannot bring myself to extinguish its life. it promises a future laden with violence and heartache, whose progression i should halt with vigor but must i discard the scraps of memory? Cookie-cutter philosophy leaves the territory outsi

matemáticas

i asked you once to cook for me you probably don't remember such a minor conversation but i do. and you did. let's put significance where it doesn't belong like a cheesy romance and pretend it means something when it's just sustenance but isn't hope the same thing? and isn't faith just confidence that things will be ok? and they are. we're not an entity; we'd never have added up right. besides, i've already used my plus-sign. (and multiplication is imminent) perhaps the division was necessary for a while because now the shavings of graphite have blown away, but i can't handle subtraction with you.