93. Wheather man blue screen

here you have me

walking on the cornice

one slip of a foot away from

a supposed infatuation

and one tight grasp

from leaving 

this presumed mirage

behind

eventhough

I have bent time

and traveled the

space between us

inside my mind

I have not seen

a time so merry

and so thrilling

in earlier universes

or in one to come

like the ones we had

and though my foresight

may be obscured 

by these black clouds now

I've always managed

to walk in the dark

going by guts 

and guided by 

the earthy smell

that rises

just before it rains

I've embraced

my part in this cycle

in the end I know

we'll all evaporate

so I'm just trying

to leave a mark

while I can

whether it counts

or it does not

at least I'm certain 

that l 

will know

and make sure 

that 

you know