every time is the last time;
every time is the first time;
there is no end to the beginnings;
there is no beginning to the ends.

creeps in this petty pace eh?
creeps in from day to day eh?

and we are head down
plowing furrows through the days.

and we are head up
averting eyes from each and every gaze.

it and every thing is distraction
good and bad and in between
a spectrum of evasion until…

the

heart

beats

last.