May 19, 2013

Before All Kinds of Things

Phones before texts

Before we knew that birds were what was left of dinosaurs

When there were ripples for miles

Beguiling as distance can be, still it's distance

And problems arrive unwelcomed

There are monsters that will wait at your doorstep

While others are out there somewhere and yet every step brings you toward them

The way every point in the universe is the center of the universe

The way light is constant

Like if you never had a chance

Like the ocean when it swallows you

Or the desert when it just doesn't care

I mean, it never had a chance

And here we are, now

Drunk on our chances

Our eyes spilling over with sunrises

Location:S Greene St,Baltimore,United States