Massing…
…Together like flies on the road…kill.
Interlocked feelings fused for a temporary moment. Do I know you? I feel that we have met before but I am unsure. Will you answer me if I question? I didn’t think I knew you…
Falling, spinning, speeding…stop!!! It all goes back into place, gears slowly spin up to speed, as production resumes its weary march. Synapses ease into the flow reminding me to reacquire my path, strayed from momentarily by distraction.
…one step, two…