same story re-told
sweet little embellishments
don’t change the ending

summer’s drifting bliss
holding onto youthfulness
never growing up

memories of days
long ago and yesterday
such sweet caresses

it’s a set up.
i don’t like the
way things are i say.
my actions make that
a lie.
self-sabotage on a
grand scale.
it may not be
what i want
but it is what
i know.

a cosmos within
each little atom of me
i belong to all

one day we will see
what we do is not the point
live for the moment

rain falling down now
you tell me of things passing
the cycle anew