Has your time here
been a bass line
or a click track —
did it ripple,
did it march,
was it supple or
martial? Are there
fingerprints on
its flow, evidence of
choices, decisions,
imprecision,
or was it set in motion
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early and
left to carry you
without shift or confusion
forward to this
void where you find yourself
now, pausing before
a coda can begin
to see beyond
the overgrowth of
melody and lyric
with which you’ve
over-busied yourself
and discern whether
there was an organic
flow to your life,
or were you in fact
driven to closure
without deviation or
flourish — and before
you resume, do you
want your time to end
as it began, or will you
take time and wrestle it
to another path — set it
swinging or set it straight,
if for no other reason than to see
what you might have missed?
