What we call now empty of thought what are we after what comes next why talk and laugh why not just laugh hoping for a next time the next time another I don’t know every day another I don’t know catches my attention while waiting is a well-earned trance deserved as best as deserved can be catching my attention while raking the years together in a bundle of time not wanting it to end like this maybe like that in flames in flames no fire no fire the well-earned trance free from the sirens of constant awareness