Stuck in a cycle of distraction
Feelings shifted and repeated
Reminders of the cool derision
That a fix attempt follows
From the noise of hallowed secrets.
Set in the iced silence
Of yesterdays and before yesterdays stories
The ones untold, the history of you.
From time to fractured time
It shakes within fitted feelings
Curiously warmth buds in layered soil
Watered by clouds from the west
Drinking in the possibility of hope.
