I notice it too often in our minds,
we mull over past events until our
brains turn counterclockwise and
we’re left repeating ourselves like
a song from years prior.
There is nothing wrong with playback,
nor is there anything wrong with recall,
but no art has ever been created
without the hands of originality,
and we are all one of a kind.
Succession is continuous in a world
where change is unavoidable.
I don’t care about your past as much
as I care about where you’re going,
because like all things on the horizon,
you and I can only reside in the future.