Looking for a sign.
Understanding the signals.
Dreaming for something that tickles.
Sharing the sigh.
Unbeardened the high.
Caring for the depth that elevates.
Carrying the weight.
Uncovered the fate.
Fearing for a collapse that decimates.
Traveling for the journey.
The sign undresses its mourning
for an inevitable clause
that deletes you in a pause
To look, share, and care for a tickle
that elevates and decimates the day
restarting with a new destination in mind
As the journey is forgotten for another trip
to signal the high seeking its fate
on a dreadful date
For a morning anew, the cycle repeats
as we dream, care, and fear of the traveling to desist,
so we are left with no sign to resist.
Until the next ❤️ beat ~.~.~
