The forever now
Is lived by the youth
In the moments
That tell the truth
That somehow
Right now
Lasts forever
But it is always a deception
All are left for an overcorrection
Now is temporary
And so are we
So be happy
Today
And tomorrow
Wound up to tight
Takes place
At the worst moment
At the worst sight
But when the time comes
To bring it back
The ropes have to be unwound
So that they don’t snap
So it starts with a twist
In the opposite direction
From the current tension
So that the line
Can start to relax
Again
Todays days
Starts with a morning gaze
Into the pale blue sky
Not a cloud
Around
But the sound of a bird
Amongst the trees
Confiscated ways
Start with simple fascinations
Of time and energy
In the way
Of making today
A better tomorrow
You will hear
Upon arrival
The words once heard
To be the only way
Of survival
Cordial and quaint
Ideally a world
We can see as we paint
The words that we now know
As we grow
The more we achieve
Set out to see
The world around us
And all it is to be
Baffling tones
All around
The zone of focus
In todays world
There is no straight forward
Progress
Regress
Reset
Redo
It’s all up to me
And you
Not always looking forward
To the kind of approach
You want
Rather a bit of back attention
Is required
When the hope is to make it
A full display
Of words and puzzles
Are on the way
A tense ring
In the most difficult of times
All that is built up
All the broken lines
But we have to address what is broken
Before we can repair
And grow
The stem steward
Gets up at the crack of dawn
Upon the glistening lawn
Procures the life
From the small plants
Around our feet
It’s the life
Of plants to keep
The write up
Not waking up
Much of the woken
Cut of mine
In a world
So full of feedback
At a distant time
No write up
Makes more
Than the last
Common thoughts
Common past
