Sometimes looking is unintended (and
unattended)…not “for” but “at”…simple observation
without standard without filter bias reason
just recording the scene; flipping digits in the
mental stream of consciousness
Sometimes being awake is less than looks, less than
knowing, less than having a dream of where
we all know we should be when we’re not
sleeping…not thinking about having to have
or having to have not
Sometimes we an occupy that limitless place where
the boundaries are more than distant, are
more than gone, are little bits of fond memories
left in a pile to rust to crumble to be
nothing once again
Sometimes we are never and sometimes we are always
but all times we are explicitly now and
all times are all times regardless of where we are;
where we think dream plan want to be and
instead are just here.

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