i know

discovery
is fifth to none
i'm not done
keep finding some sense of one
inside a facade of nothingness

it's 4 am
and i must be full
of what..?
i want to say i don't know,
but i do.
so i can't.

why do you still appear
with a wing
and a spark
when you are dark

i shook the box
it doesn't matter
it echoes, the rattle

i keep finding you even though i've stopped looking