again

Dew drops streaming down the grass

defeated by the sun

days contemplating the end

again and again and again,

merging in and within each other

no one to see, no one to bother.

a long empty, grey corridor that consists of faceless people

and we wish to fill it with another attempt of color

again and again and again,

hold a hand, feel a touch;

hope a kiss will bring warmth, hope a light will hold strong against the night

eat chocolates; break a sweat, have ambitions; love,

inspire ourselves to break the glass ceiling that bears no consequence

fight the just fight that is based on a lie

crumbled, defeated; running a victory lap to the applause of defeated

attempting a smile, attempting a speech, attempting a recluse

again and again and again.