Light piano notes,
Like a cat doddering across keys.
Proximity:
Approximate.
Hypocrisy:
Locked in.
Slow hours,
Slow days,
Slow months,
Slow years,
Slow decades,
Slow centuries,
Slow millennia.
Maybe,
Stay with me.
These piano notes aren’t real.
Just another half remembered song or tune,
Rattling around in our heads.
Proximity: Approximate. Hypocrisy: Locked In.
