BP No. 04 Vision

slipped under

setting sun,
the future slides from view.

no
hope
to find that
missed
rendezvous
as the past
slips away too.

how
then
do i find
(using heart’s eye)
the way out?

or
are we,
you and I,
stuck forever
in this lovely,
unbearable, and
endless
now.

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