The one
(music - "I giorni" - by Ludovico Einaudi)
You woke up to a wind of thought whispers
Alone
awake for hope
The one you don’t believe in
But feel
The one you fight
But cannot overcome
The one you hate
As much as you love
And as much as you love yourself
The one you envy the most
The one minding the one
The one oneing
Around oblivion
Around others
That one othering the mindedness of the moment
projected onto vectors of delusion
at the speed of life lost
in the now
the weirdo of knowledge
the hero of past
the no one of future
alone
awake in hope.