Next Time Maybe

Primary feelings, devoid of memory,

References vanish. I'm back to the start.

I don't name it. I don't say it.

I just face it,

Where there is no now and then,

Where there is only an unexpected turn.

Next time maybe, next time maybe...Lucid and clear, far or near.

Leaving behind temporary me

Temporary white...

Next time maybe, next time maybeMy thoughts are reflection of yours

But scratched and uneven

I'm trying to follow your pace

Pause and poseAnd no grand figures

Icons and masks

I stay empty

Next time maybe

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