fall

september brings september.

untitled

words are hurdles,
descriptions walls,
judgements oceans,
that separate

us from us

illusory

slowly

i realize that time
and speed
are:


illusions.

memory

i remember
what i've never known,
but always been.

existence

unified we emerge, a fractal growth towards the
heavens.
one.
two.
thirty two.
the pattern begins.