ANYONE MISSING?

Where does the movement go

when everything stands still?

Time keeps quietly flowing

through my eyelids.

One blink and it's gone...

Witnessing the death

of temporality,

greatest festivity of all.

I put my index finger

to my lips in awe of silence.

All motion ceases

saturation mellows down.

Absorption of the absorbed...

Breathing is almost gone

I need to remember... nothing.

I keep remembering

with each breath –

nothing is ever forgotten...