50 revolutions

i read love like a sentence,
with resistance.

forget it.

and forgotten —
that we were just fodder for the wheel,
an illusion of Will.

and I am self(ish).

we have to let go of the need for a Future.
(how I fear for Us.) —

walk away.walk away.

we get real small.
fish in a cup running over.
break down the gates.

it is here.now