a whole clock

i cannot understand why

one would be bored

if they are looking for life

each day is another beginning

and if they are hoping for death

each morning brings them closer

to the loving hug of dark

*

isolation is paradise

for with it

you are away from people

who are the worst

and you are alone with yourself

finding out that you are the worst

person yourself

who needs others to numb you

after you are alone

watching eden wilt

*

though there are times

where you are the universe

when you are alone with a campfire

under the eyes of stars

when you have room to spread

in a subway after rush hour smells and stops

when someone kisses you without

the need to be the sum of one

know that you are just the first action lasting

a system built to build more

until all is used up

and there is no reaction anymore

though still time turns