Well Under Way

Folder: 
2005 - 2006

Quiet, uncommon silence on my lips

This is a rare moment were I’m left speechless

As the breaths inhale and exhale fog erupts in pattern

Although sometimes longer, sometimes shorter

I get the impression the sequence doesn’t particularly matter

In this moment content in the obvious overwhelms



A slight sheet of ice

Melts with the slightest hint of light

Even when cold overtakes the norm

The thaw is well under way



Single, deliberate action begs consequence

The curvature of glass leaves light in the form of ash imprints

Natural is now unnatural ever since we conformed it

Although sometimes better, sometimes worse

Blame does not lie on inventor when the world demanded it

In this moment content in the obvious is overwhelmed



A slight sheet of ice

Forms with the slightest tick of time

Even when heat overtakes the norm

The freeze is well under way



Traction is lost

Ground far but quick to touch

As the ashes fall

I’m left speechless



In this moment content in the obvious overwhelms its self

I open my eyes and all is unfamiliar

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