Pieces of images
on the screen.
So many faces
I’ve been inputting.
The universe,
in the palm of my hand.
Not something I asked for,
I didn’t even want to understand.
Such a short time,
and I’ve got things in mind.
Not sure how thoughts get there.
Just dreams,
and the whispers of fate,
I guess.
I’ve got a little Faith,
and it seems to get me by.
Follows me from place to place
and I
have seen a few things.
I know the world is round,
and God is strange.
Tomorrow’s gonna be
just another day,
another face in this short parade.
I’m gonna take my time,
because time is all
that I have left of me.
HG – 2020
