npwm, #2 #1

this.



that...

these,
those.

but all there is is this
until this imagines that
and then chooses these
over those

how can it be
that what i choose
is disharmony?

when, in order for the absence
of peace to be felt
peace must be known
and well

peace?
peaaaaaaaaaace?
where are you peaaace?

i look this way and that,
peering into the distance
of a lifetime

oh!
there you are...
you were behind me all along.