Before I knew it, your
Words told me something
I'd decided to not feel.
I looked down at my phone to check the time.
12:35.
A nearly linear time.
I wanted the satisfaction of steady development.
1. 2. 3. 4.
It seemed so appealing to me.
But there I was.
1. 2. 3. 5.
A richer, more realistic progression, one DeLanda would be happy to see me embrace.
There I was.
Wanting that clean progression.
Yet knowing that I have to live in the fives.
Sunday, December 9, 2012
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