Wednesday, April 23, 2014


Somewhere atop
with a helicopter view. 
Watching everyone enveloped
in mechanisms of breaking
their tolerance for boredom.
I'm enveloped in mine
by watching them all. 
Trying to understand
what ticks in them.
Makes them move,
each in their own 
unique way. 

Waiting for the time
when we break
our own envelopes.
Be with ourselves,
see how the self moves,
see what makes us tick,
observe larger patterns of
how we contribute to
the 'good' and the 'bad'.

Waiting for the time
when you come and 
break my envelope.
See my 'good' and 'bad'
and still stay,
and be enveloped and
together tick and move
in our own ways,
but synchronously.
Together break
everyone else's envelopes.
Make them see 'good'
over the 'bad'
and revamp the way
they tick and move.
envelopes, theirs and ours; 
them and us.

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