All these roads are the resultants
of the lashings...
You love me now.
~Ticking clock, ticking clock...
I'm an early bird
who decided to hit the hay...
There happened to be an Elephant with purple skin
That caused many a child to laugh and to grin...
Just for an aeon
I am left, in this moment...
Parallels are delusion
otherwise, roads were endless...
Tomorrow, I will be alone,
but I am not apprehensive...
He or she who can put pen to paper
And write words for all to cherish and savour...
Summer, hummer, humming bird
Comes a runner, sprinter, lunger, falling here...
Sometimes, I’m a cracked egg
laughing...
you shrug
and every time...
man or machine is,
a world of science...