The Skinny Whale

There concludes the middle.
Fall to mundane repetition of facing today.
Like you faced yesterday.
Rising is an impossibility.
Crying is a probability.

There to find the constant reminder.
To avoid the person - people finder.
Not so close to farther.
How irresistable it is to find yourself here.
Again. In the middle.

The Dream of Ten

You will write something someday.