Aimless, sifting through moments
On a wish that didn't come
Sun to moon, moon to sun
The proof gets easier to drink
What goes to waste is the taste
The drug of choice was you
The high unaffordable, the destination unavoidable
Reaching hands warmer than what you offer, except
for the in thought of what once was
And those thoughts---we lived!
Urgency pushes, and the force with which we move
slows with the night.... or the end of it
Let's repeat what each said since freedom became
The answers exist in a place seen but not reached
P is to F as fuck is to punk, and to care...................