fx
imagination
leads us to places untouched
by special effects.
so much
so much to explore
so much still undiscovered
so much left to know
expeditious folly
in search of answers,
speed must never take the place
of accuracy.
memorial
remember the past,
but always strive to ensure
it won’t be wasted.
calibration
there may be millions
screaming disparate orders;
I only hear you.
dawn textures
I miss the beauty
of rural-scented mornings
and bird serenades.
compass
I’m just admiring
that gyroscope of a soul
leading you along.


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