in your memory

will you ever guess your own being and sayings?

where did you become so jaded and focused on finding

the world flat and the stars bent out of shape again?

how many times can you drive around the corner and seek

out a quick fix which isn't going to solve the bigger picture of problems?

where must you turn when all roads point back to the endless cycle of

no return?

slept and dreamed and still couldn't land into the right moment

how did your dream begin again?