Eyes Don't Know

 

I am today
not who I was yesterday

Nor am I now
what I shall be tomorrow

Evolution erosion

The tyranny of corrosion
being carried down stream
to create the cliche
of the new normal

The natural ebb and flow
surfing the currents of time

Or perhaps change
is nothing more
than a state of mind?

Wisps of clouded perceptions
trapped within
the mist of self propelled illusion

My eyes don't know
  
Who's to say?

Maybe best to embrace confusion

This trip
is all a crap shoot anyway

Keep the change