angst cycle (iii) — [ƽ] (iv)

but
all that
is so
momentary

the that
i said
prior
to this that

fluff
floats around
blown around
changing form
by the minute

about as reliable
as the opposite
of concrete

about as reflective
as nothing

about as interesting
as any moment
of washing the face

about as exotic
as another day

about as intimate
as distance

about as desirable
as instant gratification
which wasn’t noticed

these trip–mes
this wrong town
i’ll rue depart

ancient front