Ten years later
We meet again
As an old flame
As an old friend
Bending the rules
Of reality by chance
And stools of the
Hapchance looming
Upon us – become
The wool that I shear
And sow back into
The soul of energy:
I guess i remember
What you meant to
Be – someone that
Could see right thru
Me, but we never
Lost a touch, we
Never lost a beat
Times an illusion
And I miss when
People danced in
The street – maybe
It’s just a song but
It means more than
That to me
6:49am June 2 2026
the ivory rose