separate worlds

some of the moments that make up the
end of day
play across the mind like a movie
except upside down and in reverse
radiating light and heat as I prepare
arrival as the energy is ready to explode
through the door and up the road
explanations not required and set to go off
wasting time is no longer an option
off in the distance the sound of people rises
roaring in the ears from the silence
like a heartbeat after a long race
during those stretched out lasting eternal moments
songs that remind me i came back for you
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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