One day I am the wind & another the lightning
I’ve been reading Camus & Sartre of late
thinking of the things that
should have been
the people I should not have lost for no
good reason
the sights I swore I would see
I tell myself I’ve seen the Acropolis
in another lifetime
long before it’s great deterioration
and my own tragic death
I’ve been listening to the likes
of Beethoven & McCartney
knowing full well it wasn’t the first time
they were performing at their peak
It’s true I once had a pretty face
but that was before the accident
before the jagged edges
and the separation
detached from another past
circling headlong into the next
january two thousand twenty-two
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