*.* A drive around the block

|Saying to friends past| 11|18|13

Distinctly, distinctly, distinctly operating on what it’s like to be alive & yes
I saw their eyes shift & heard their words stumble not knowing what to say or how
to act when it came to me, since I managed to change drastically in such a short
period of time, to them but what had taken my entire life to work up to,
so what does it matter if mostly they are gone___ I’ve found other things to do___
& that was the point from the beginning.

I knew it made no sense
& thus I slid comfortably into obscurity, bow-out & build a different life, it’s okay,
there are witnesses___

What is is, what’s past is past, & the point once over again:
there are other horizons to be had.

photo taken by Amanda Hernandez