beneath a tear-stained sky
the night cracked open wide
a thousand points of light
can’t dispel wandering thoughts
and adolescent dreams
of some reprieve
from this most uncivil place
unfit for living
and unmissed by grief.
heraclitus long ago remarked
how no one can step
in the same river twice
as the waters of life
continually flow (and therefore change) —
a cosmic dance of space-time
atoms constantly rearranged
but if i could send
a single message against
this inexorable tide
back to my former self
beneath that field of stars
and dreaming of peace
(or eternal release)
it might simply be this…
there’s nothing left
to miss.
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