Oh, Limitations
Confined potential.
Reinforced by “they”.
We dream endlessly,
And inside clocks.
Like God whispered infinity into a loop.
Malleable futures
Mandated into walls and calendars.
Gear is stuck in reverse.
And it beeps when I put it in drive.
Soft socks
And quiet footsteps—
I float past the plagiarism
To find the hook with diamond bait,
The fish with golden gills.
A treasure untouched.
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