This is a thought processes
A turn of events
A message sent
Before I was even here

Were you annoyed?
Were you aware?
The selfish humor
Of the human of a messed up
Mother like nature

I spoke louder inside
I let the tears drop
No this wasn’t the ok
This was the mess of a twirl
Of a dress
That spoke so fast
I only knew it’d come off

The tails unraveled
The seams unspun

I lost the lunch I’d ate
I sat at the fountain
Counting twirls in the water
Sounding out each word
Each breath
Made to keep it real

I smelled that evil
Dictation of sorrow
I tasted it on my lips
As it melted down the gleams
Of my cheeks and eyes

The wind
It wiped it away
And moved this curl mess
Back and forth and
Far away from here

Would I give anything
To kill a process
Yes

But  what would  I do once it’s over
Continue
Manage?

Who knows
All I knew was

The times I understood were gone

And the time that is now

Was something unseen before

It was just an instance today
Where I fell from the stoop I flew from

Was it something to imagine?
Was it a complaint?

Who knew
Either way

I knew that today
Was just an equation into the rest


And a process

Called Life