What's gone is right over there
Realizing that imagination is whats been lacking this entire time brought me straight into an unnatural kind of focus. Getting glimpse into another one, staring it down for all that it was worth and still not finding an end; jealousy, emptiness finally making sense after so long. Immediately tracking back to the instant I went wrong and trying to recapture that somehow, change it, but the instant is gone. It's a matter of what to do now that spring is here, now that I'm here.
I'll pop in some movie and have it re-hardwire the way I see things.....
I'll stand in front of an approaching train and jump to the side at the last second and find a new lease on life.....
I'll climb to the top of the building and convince myself I can fly and walk down the fire escape reasoning that it was too windy, never proving myself wrong
Or
I will sit here and there, and listen and make.