you’re there
rushing to: rushing from
rushing for? rushing to rush.
hurrying though monotony
speeding towards solitude
short on destinations; not time
you are exactly here, be here
here isn’t forever, live while you can.
About the Creator
Aaron Hodgkins
I shook my brain and out came 214 little hairballs of thought.
Contemporary poetry by
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