"... Anything could
happen."
Feeling
open
Clean
Renewed
With
a deceiving
And
unappealing
Appearance.
"Yer
gotta start somewhere." -- Bartender
"...
passport? Passport?" -- a thin twenty-thing "from New Zealand"
They're
young.
Nobody
ever knows that they're young.
But
they all know that they were.
I
know that I was.
Don't
you?
A
turn takes place
From
knowing what we will be
To
knowing what we were
But
we're always so sure about it.
We
see ourselves in others
But
in the mirror
It's
a different story
Until
Sometimes
We
have one of those days
When
we're done listening to our
Past self telling our present self
What our future self will be
And
we just watch
As
though we've never told ourselves
Anything ever before
And
we just listen
As
though the Universe is right.
