i bloomed inside a music box,

its melody relies on numbers between 1 and 19.

then it stops.

rewind its hands. rewind again.

and you will meet me my friend.

my actions are the source of my satisfactions.
do your words feel genuine?
your thoughts seem to still land on me.
you never caught me. i was falling happily.
you never saw me. leave, go ahead.
months ago i left.
after all that was said. wisdom is LEARNED
not just read.

enlightenment is experienced,

not just something to feed your head.