Motion

Words are written

Smudged deep into

The back of wisdom

Beautiful and ugly,

It all goes.

 

Infinity, it works

With life like death

Blurring sharp lines,

It all goes,

 

Jumping, stumbling, crashing, flowing,

Laughing at the worry

Unfolding in the air,

unexplained.

 

It all goes.

 

 

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