*Dedicated to someone that is more important to me than they realize. 06/17/2019

Looking into the darkness of the well

Which was so full of life and love and…

Now a void with infinite space

With infinite universes

With infinite realities that can transpire

When then I realize

There is no coming back from moving forward

And hurt inevitable

To see the crash and understand there are casualties

But still want to see it through to

The fizzles and the sparks that burn out

With heart shaped machines slows to quiet

The wishing well becomes the destination

for discoveries of dreams

or realities

Where shame, anger and grief mix to become one

and they become a color of mixed red and black and blue

So eager to learn the risk

So eager to see it through to its end

The wishing well becomes the destination

The light weight of the universe intermingling

So eager to learn the risk

So eager to see it through to its end