everything is temporary, temporal anomalies, tempura fried wishes of permanence

i spent the entire day in a training class thinking of you

wishing i could move through time to be with you instead of being in the here and now

writing poetry about you as i tapdance across the limits of attention spans

when i close my eyes all i cannot see this construct any longer just a lined marble hallway

a millions portraits of you make up every single thought the building blocks of my day

under a microscopic array your laughter forms the sounds, the glint in your eye lights the way

i am hopelessly lost in you yet this hopelessness is pure quantified hope alone

the basis for release, for relief, in the frozen pictures of you that make up my day