forever mending the never

ive stopped believing in things, all these thing, regenerating cells, the onward momentum of here
so what if motions been proved and disproved or appropriated, revisions on revisions on tender thoughts, spread out across your limbless mind.
i gave you your name, i can take it back my only friend. its a physical lament of the severity and finality of what knowing or not knowing when mindlessness turns to carelessness (turning hands to disfigured ornaments) once meant. speak of it now,now is one mile closer to timeless, and i, i forgot to call eternity "never"

a hurst down the road and i was sipping tea

i havent written in a month
the only thoughts that blow in are of an uncertain future
living through this once, only once, and never again
that alone is the driving force behind each states name i place behind my eye before sleep
where do i want to relearn how to walk?
new york's a ghost, typical, white sheet faceless banshee leaving my glass half empty, i am always parched waiting for more, waiting for yesterdays tomorrow..or today..or-
so do i....well..what do i do?
i need this now, now, now