potholes were only reminders of why we never learned how to beat time,
how to stop it, and weave it back together,
even if I told you about all the pitfalls that could possibly come up,
I would have to point out to you that they are the very things that will bring you down
and if we walked in a two step,
and if we moved in unison,
when it was silent in the middle of the night,
and on into the middle of the morning,
then it would be much harder for us to fall
but this two step of ours was just a fancy way of skipping,
and I knew we would want to skip past all of this,
and get down to what really mattered,
what was really at the heart of all of this,
but to do such things,
we would need to get over our fear of subterranean deities,
and we would need to believe in the fact that there are other people in the zeitgeist,
stepping on daisies,
and walking in continuum,
just begging,
pleading,
asking themselves for forgiveness
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