Take the ink from the (FlexGrip) pen; articulate the uncontrollable.
I know it’s not 5-7-5… but does it even need to be short-long-short?
Absorbent mimicry, aping all at once together.
Momentum felt as sep’rate moments: such is time.
The sky encompasses the earth.
Knaves and jesters, all.
With sweet flowers, go.
Paralysis of action.
Alone in grief sustained.
Sounds, not syllables.
Three, two, one.
Be ‘tween two unknowns.
To a-waiting ideas, then, return.