what a sad soul.
Why the achy heart?
Water is still transparent.
Food still is luminous with health
as the mind is with triggers of divine creativity.
Why the mirthless misery?
How the glimpse of blackening clouds in the midst of sunshine?
What is the dragging mystery?
Split seconds of forgotten memories.
Invisible swirl of tattered cloths.
Can you put a clock on it?
Does now require time?
Will time ever materialize?
None other than yourself.
Stick out your tongue.