A personal trace, a difference of view,
a time to try to know to feel it.
It will come back to me. *2
Possibility freezes and fractures,
Quickly moves into convergence,
a dynamic mass.
There will always be the question that came after your involvement,
"So I can be anything?"
Last time was a sad try at recapturing
the mass and the youth and more options.
It set me back farther than what I had planned for.
I was certain everything was lost.
Collapsing perspective, complete loss of words, a quote that won't stick, a rote to feel better, repeating of lists
(The desperation of talking, the disconnect of dialogue.
At the time, I was convinced that the meaning of it was movement,
but I should have calmed down and not let that anxiousness get the better of me.)