Monday, March 20, 2017

buncha bullshit.

Sometimes I move so fast

I feel like

I’m lurching forward

Through time.


It appears

as clairvoyance

in a way.

I feel them

Through the æther

And grow bored

With my limitations

a king to my people

In a way

so human,

am I brave or just stupid

is this strength, or madness?

And I persist, from one second into the next

In the trillions of possibilities

Shaping the reality

Into whatever the hell

Like I have answers

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