SO MANY, NOT ENOUGH, HOWBEIT NEVERTHELESS

SO MANY, NOT ENOUGH, 

HOWBEIT NEVERTHELESS

So many places where I felt

Here I am not meant to be

So many weird mornings 

I didn’t quite want to see

There are so many lives 

I still haven’t fully lived

So many moments that

Might have been a shift

So many faces looking 

At me, in unkind ways

Many ways of chagrins

Made me stay the stays

So many me’s so unlived

Never have been reflected

So many lovely experiences

Not appreciated, or  detected

So many ideas which eventually

Have not seen furthermore light

Inspiration, neither the brightest 

Has not made much further right

So much dust on my selves

Never entirely wiped away

So many unwritten words

A million vocables to say

Hope, hopelessly coping

Hoping to become a faith

Real and unreal memories

Siege my mind like a wraith

Such an energy inside & around

Half living like a window-tagged fly

Luckily, be managed to be preserved

Or but moving for one day to very die

Nevertheless, I’m budging, I’m growing

For one day, who knows, mayhap thrive

Hitherto I haven’t failed forever & ever

Peradventure, “mind me” - I am alive

HC Thiesgen

Feb 19th, 2024

05:40 pm (ET)