5am Mass

Heat, sometimes
Head pulsates the heartbeat
Heavy, in other moments
The thoughts are not intangible
Anchored – I feel them

My clock is realistic, runs in cycles
And dawns only come once a day
The effects, not lasting
But the moment, was right

That’s hope
That it will come each day

Published by Kevin J

I think I write to try to explain moments that I don't truly understand. That's why I have a tendency to be wordy. The closer I am to minimalism, the better off I am. I also do it to keep records of what I was thinking at certain periods of time, so some kind of footsteps are left showing me how I got here. Looking back, it seems inevitable that I am where I am now; couldn't have been anywhere else. I don't have any goals for the future, except for trying to enjoy it. I'm the opposite of most people I know; I no longer want to know what is coming up next. I just want to create the road and ride, or not create it and ride anyway.

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