Future Approach

Benjamin Jenkins, poem, poems, poetry, writing

I open my eyes.

An inpour of stimulus

Parade across my irises.

Coffee stains my lips.

The future approaches for inevitable embrace

My bags are packed.

I move forward, toward

The unattainable tomorrow.

Seemingly meaningless moments

Meander their way

Into my poetry.

No matter how horrific.

No matter how beautiful.

It’s all human nature.

Becoming lost in the white noise

Of event shaped by emotion.


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