" until the setting of the sun "


it will always matter, you will always matter.

dark matter, surrounds us, and are we not infinite in all of our gestures?

it never matters, you never matter.

the drone of the universal crank in motion whines and creaks along, and we all shuffle along, inattentive, trying to block it all out.

it matters, i matter.

such a beauty, such a lovely day,

like the wide wisp of a cream-colored veil,

brushing past our closed eyes.

tonight's homework:

know your emotions, pinpoint their origins, understand them, let them go until they return. sleep well.