Years, they pass me by

I notice, yet I don't.

I let them pass.

The burning embers of my soul

flow out of me inadvertently.

I notice, yet I don't.

I let them pass.

The void, the chasm, the stasis.

They follow me where ever I go.

I notice. I let them pass too.

I dissolve without dissolving.

1.10.2015