prelude - hey blog !

you are the tenth knock on the door of my mind and
another reminder of how impossible it is for thought

to settle; like delirious sand that can sometimes dance
while keeping afloat in water but never never never

dissolve, unlike how Life does it, slowly, surreptitiously
and without a trace, no recollection, just frenetic

disentanglement, like how one might jump out from a
solitary ocean liner in the giant sea of existence: memories

struggle to stay alive, and after that, we move on and
what's left is what we haven't lost to the waves