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Too short and Too long
June 28, 2022
They say nothing flows through us like blood
Red with scarred pink brutish floods
And with a cloudy feel too ephemeral
To ever breathe longer than a skeleton whose feral
They say the number infinity is all but too rational
A being of blissful imagination put into reality
With three eyes that can really barely see
Immersed in ramad of dry dessert that tasted too sweet
They say it’s all a funny frivolous thing
To find that sweetness comes in measly seconds
In a world that goes on forever
In a circle where we all end up going feral
They say it’s-
© Anonymous
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Life sometimes manifests itself in loops of repetition that never seem to end so much so it sucks the color out of us: the blush from our cheeks, the twinkle from our eyes and seemingly the soul from our body. At other times, however, it manifests into a dark beacon of harsh ends that tell us that time will run out. In this way life is just that: too short and too long. But if the small happy moments aren't realized, we may as well become skeletons, no longer able to breathe, and only feral.