of this world

the beauty is undeniable,
but so too is the cruelty

all of it ephemeral

for others, I stay the path,
dreading the winds of change

for a long time,
they’ve spared me

but soon enough I’ll be tested,
I’m afraid I will fail

amidst the distortion

my eyes struggle to remain open,
but music holds me fast

so for a while more I listen,
observe, and wait

and I write