That Living Does

"You can be a bookmark of a book, never to be reread," I said. "Why is that?" You asked me. "If you want to be meaningful, there should be a balance. " Teachers teach, They don't trick. Or do they? "Let it go." I did. One by one. Nothing stays there forever. A moment's profit turns slowly to the death of a soul, Somewhere. Life is a sex toy of a child A theorized hypothetical blister. Perspective capturing the head. "Let it go." I did. One by one. Nothing stays there forever. I was waiting...waiting... And waiting...for the slightest indication of inflection. Do I supplicate? for me? For you? Before the verdict appears again, in the form of compromise? That living does.