The zoom of cars crash down on the street outside
but silently you sit,
engulfed in the nothingness surrounding you.
You fall into trances often and
can’t shake the places you go upon entering,
even in your dreams.
Time left awhile ago
but it’s hard to say when exactly.
A stones vibrations contribute to the stir
in the universe. A tear always
finds its way home.
Thirst for water like tree’s,
ever present in the now.