If I walked the whole way, each life, and each grueling step, maybe I would understand, and I would have a reason, to fight that whole war, to hold onto my job, remain a technician, become a level two analyst, if I studied I could be an engineer, or a cloud architect, if I joined the military, maybe I would have kept my desk job, as a strategist, I studied, became educated, and graduated like I should, but my heart was aching, maybe it wanted to run, but it kept yearning to be a soldier, and to fight a war, haha, maybe not, maybe he wanted to settle, and not think about all that, win the lottery, and marry into innocence, the height and responsibility, if you saw it from here, it wasn’t really appealing, but if I had a reason, maybe I would have stayed committed, I'm just wondering, if the spirit dared, could it live any type of life it wanted to live, or am I just a collectible in a jar, the sun and the moon, and the height of the heavens, what is an eternity, or immortality, god’s memory, payment and grace, cheap and lazy, a cowardly poet, why dare to do anything, so many characters, it’s like there’s only ten of them, this world, just a big snake den, Uranus and Neptune, are there even children, so many daring, Adam and Eve waiting, settling by the river, that deep dark abyss and the next thing, will I ever make it out of here, a water lily and a bumblebee, god in all the small things, a heart as big as the ocean, the sun and the moon, they can tolerate so many things, just a collectible, along for the ride, copied and pasted, so many doors, I’ll always exist, does the river flow outward, am I in the belly of the whale, or am I an army of fish, anyways, I was just saying, not even Anna or Tanya, there’s something great about it…

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