1215.

Nothing accomplished
in a constant game of feint
and mirrors. Watching.

1214.

Held up by days when
every word seems to hold the
same meaning. Circles.

1213.

The narrow study
of society at a
glance. So presumptive.

1212.

Limp intentions and
their weak constitutions. Both
real and imagined.

1211.

A base realism
that distorts its own vision.
Circle jerks abound.

1210.

Dreams hang up the moon
with a thousand wishes cast
aside in waking.

1209.

Held up by first starts
that are just repetition.
Only time changes.