Forever is too long

Forever is too long
This moment is passing
It seems monumental
But not everlasting

Learning acceptance of
My own foolish fishing
My restless worm riggles
No catch after wishing

This repeating chorus

This repeating chorus
No third eye, a cyclops
Where is realism
Not theatrical props

This story is stories
Stacked up like cinder blocks
Too much of the same and
Nothing varied as rocks

Is there a moment when

Is there a moment when
It all comes together
Or is it just questions
Forever on tether

Is there a moment that
Peace is ushered by grace
When the tension is gone
And release from our face

Too much on a pinhead

Too much on a pinhead
It's crowded like clover
In the density can
We see the sky over

We all travel alone
In a togetherness
Some are pillars of stone
Others fluid finesse

The feeling of discard

The feeling of discard
And the no sense of worth
The utter dismissal
That began at my birth

But the strength of my root
The resilience of stem
Defying the climate
And the wishes of them

The unknown catalyst

The unknown catalyst
Skipping stones across thought
Caressing the pristine
Learning what can't be taught

Somewhere in good graces
Of moments in suspense
The release of abstract
No boundaries or fence

Fear, too close to a wound

Fear, too close to a wound
Impulsive protection
Dodging eyes and answers
To avoid infection

In the grand scheme of things
Even my perspective
What does it matter, not -
In the vast collective