We live in concentrics.
Revolving around.
Shifting orbits.
Ageing towards mortality.
Shifting jobs, shuffling peeps.
Getting into the shit deep,
And calling it quantum leaps.
If you would ever know,
That the end was the start,
And the start would have an end
It’s not that you ask to stop the show any soon,
It’s just the ” Good Mornings” you said to the Sun
And the ” Good Nights” you said to the Moon.
