Moments

I remember each moment.
I forget each moment.

The world is stalling.
The sky is falling down.

What is the meaning of words?
They won’t fit together.
I speak them at night to no one.

I am confused.
I am very sad.
Can life begin again?

The world resumes its path.
I enjoy the sky again.

W. Wayne B.

About William Wayne Smith

I'm a poet, library fan and maker.

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