Continality

by annex50

This is not a poem.

Only an explanation.

A title meaning little in the end.

But has definition

That means something

And really means it.

Forth is a path worth it.

Capture is the objective.

Unexpected is the force.

Time is fabricated but not wasted.

Webs stretched and elongated,

But oriented toward continuation.

Choice, no?

Yes.  Forward.

Backward?

Creation and destruction?

That is what this is.

Stagnant, pointless, roundabout.

What is it?

Sense?  It can’t make that.

What is that anyway?

Sight? Sound? Touch? Smell? Taste?

Alterior motive, does that apply?

Chemicals? Balance? Vibration? Interpretation?

Spin and span, the wheel goes rampant.

Creation and advancement…

Power is the driver and the defense.

Subsidiaries are sensability and the independent clump.

Creation fights for process and originality,

While preservation stands for dominance and sustenance.

The next move is precipitated

By the force that guides

To the next line.  Stopping.  Beginning.

Finality

Was said before.

Drawing finds galvanization,

Improvisation,

Transformation,

restrict

Aibility

Not

an end.

Going and

Going and

End and

Emotion

and no

Point again

To believe

In.

And forward,

backward

To

the point

<>

.

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