trip around starlight

By V. Shruti Devi (quill-o-the-wisp)

and so on and so forth.

 

Just to be clear:

It’s always the next day somewhere

Unless you’re talking realms.

And then it’s all irrelevant

anyway.

Almost.

That said,

in terms of

the experiential

and the variously interpreted

existential

across

space and time…….

Infinite avenues of conjecture

Could make for a freezer-full

of nintendogames

or whatever they’re called these days.

Blog it, flog it, or just slog it.

Alternatively,

talk straight

into my charms

if any

Which brings me

to an old billy joel number this time

and I’ll cherry-pick

for the line

that points out

that one

essentially

wakes up

with one’s self.

Clones and spirits,

memories and verse

Interesting clues

to one’s retrospectively viewed

universe

Shadow-boxing

at the grandest scale

-which the river

And whither the vale

Honesty

the virtue

that doth  prevail.