by introspekdt123

Catching anything, everything
claiming it all as mine
Trajectory stagnated
Wind blowing opposite the chime
Loose change, a dime
or so it sometimes seems

Moving about, around
Seance is “It’s time..”
An abscission performed
by the latter-day of indoctrination
The same white coat
Loose change, amount contemplation
the pace is afloat

Warped sense, reality
docked at capacity
levied with emergent’s demise
having caught anything and everything
i know now..remised