so much in this life is forgotten.
so much is abandoned.
fumbled body tumbles on the crumpled plane
spirals down and spirals up and all is vexed betwain
skin lays flat, we forget that
a scintillating brilliance remains
the untouched thought, the untouched mind
the human who would be a proper sovereign
so much is random, so much is chance
i try to find the proper words but everything is lost and i don’t know if i make sense and these are errant thoughts.
