The Restless Rhythm

to live forever is to live alone. not to be alone, for the constant flow and ample attraction of words and faces when beautiful minds like lightning strike and blind to counteract the loneliest of times. the melody of conversation, duality in a half-wit smile. embrace. every story lined with signposts just to leave behind, moving always only forward for horizons. the days stay long for existential pride and the rhythm always restless for the nomads. conspirators inspire in the search of pinprick mornings, pulled ashore before the yawning light. "to love and lose across an ocean floor is life" boasts the lonesome esoteric, live alone and live forever standing masked and stoic. i'd die today if just to say...