it was created for you, dear.
when you weren’t looking, piled right up.
inside your mind, you knew.
these days a lot seems to
sneak around you, even
when you are looking.
it could
even attempt to tell your tale,
to get right the story.
but that would just cause
assumptions and regrets,
yet not done correctly, of course.
maybe
pick an image,
a symbol, a picture
to convey and say everything.
but, what can say all of that?
put into words,
it wouldn’t have the real deal, unless these
could be recorded, because the mood
is temporal and transitional.
late night conversation like that is
instant history, set in time.
hmmmm.
nobody even ever introduced you
to your dark side, did they?