ALIVE (in the continuum of time)

the past shimmers
posthumously
poetic…

in the unabridged
excerpts of its own
excursions. today

reverberates

like raindrops on rooftops
tapping at the bloodlines
tied together by struggles

written within the text
of our flesh, keeping us
alive. tomorrow

radiates

emitting bright rain
with an undeniable
urgency from the right brain.