Orlando

we left without thinking of the end and after awhile forgot where we began in between there was a moment and a moment and a moment it went on like that until time collapsed into pearls of water falling from the stone roof of heaven finding their way to your third eye and by surprise (as if there were anything but surprise) it became apparent that our birthright was delight that surrendering was not giving up or giving in but giving away everything that keeps us apart that renders us impotent full of fear full of wounds inflicted from the barrel of each other’s discontent we arrived without thinking that we used to be friends and after awhile forgot where we began in between there was a moment and a moment and a moment that we could not grasp until time collapsed into balls of steel racing from the stone walls of hell into your third eye and by surprise (as if there shouldn’t be surprise) we came to believe that our birthright was fright that surrendering was giving up giving in embracing everything that keeps us apart we left without thinking how it would end because after a while we forgot how it began.