that space in-between
that space in-between
from one moment to the next
live there for a bit
that space in-between
from one moment to the next
live there for a bit
what recollection
all memory is fleeting
and it proves nothing
take a look in here
that there is a snarfed head space
where's the dust buster
to look with hindsight
and to wonder at the why
just a reaction
with a startling
spoil a perfectly good sulk
just a little lost
dissipating time
and trouble comes to visit
there goes attention
petals flittering
guided by a gentle wind
waiting on the rain
an ingrained pattern
in the service of others
what happens to me
decelerate time
to stop is the little death
breathing is movement
playing the longshots
what could possibly go wrong
feeding the gremlins