On Constancy

Constancy is like numbness. It cannot be perceived; it is a flat line of inactivity.  What can be sensed is flaws and fluctuation. And sometimes, I'm numbed. This numbed state of my mind leads me very easily into a state of comfortable deterioration. It makes me feel at home in my comfort zones and that…

Older than yesterday

it's only another day gone by, only a moment lived more than before, only a number to date my body, only another breath exhaled to die.   or is it?   i feel older than yesterday, and younger than tomorrow. this age with the seasons, of love, and of sorrow... will wan, would wax, and make…