reading promises
in the back of notebooks
covered in dust
and lined with hope
a world gone by
rhetorical solipsism
reading promises
in the back of notebooks
covered in dust
and lined with hope
a world gone by
patience is a virtue
virtue is a concept
boredom is the result
typical morals and a system for belief
in a world driven by chaos
a strange juxtaposition
we cling to order
yet incite uncertainty with every decision
can we disavow control?
or is that all we have?
the lingering oft-challenged belief that we can forge our world
instead of merely exist in it
to let go is to take the reigns