The Wheel

Turns,

Seasons pass like

Water, impatient

And

Time devours moments like

Greedy

Man devours

All in his path.

Can it not be slowed,

Or stopped?

I suppose the only

Truth that

Matters is, that

All things

Must

Change.

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Another

Day,

Dollar,

Beginning,

Foolish, unrequited

Love.

This is my life.

Silence

Is a most

Profound

Teacher, 

And only in its

Cold embrace

Do we know

Ourselves. 

If I must 

Love you from 

Afar, 

So be it old friend. 

I will walk with you into 

Old age never

Knowing you in those 

Ways of the body, and I am sure,

Many of the mind. 

And I too will forget these feelings, 

Lock them away, 

Hidden in a small space

Deep within my 

Chest, 

My heart

My soul. 

But I must always walk with you. 

Eventually, I too, will give my heart to someone else. 

Love 

Is not all

That there

Is. 

A world awaits me 

Out there, in 

The beyond what

I have always

Known. 

Should….I go?

Couchsurfing

Sounds so fun,

Like the cheapest of vacations, 

The world waiting out

There for me. 

I have to try. 

Others have tried and done better.

I Am

Drawn to

The wider world,

But fear

Consumes me. 

Give me 

Great Micheals bold,

Brash

Bravery 

Oh Lord. 

For the journey ahead will be long.

Three

Golden days, 

Of rest, 

Relaxation and

Movies. 
And now, 

Back to the grindstone

To press my nosw harder 

Than ever

Before. 

Three

Golden days, 

Of rest, 

Relaxation and

Movies. 
And now, 

Back to the grindstone

To press my nosw harder 

Than ever

Before. 

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