Superficiem Poem, by Jack Hitchen, at My poetic side

Held open,

Dragging taking holding up

Closing with Ease,

When the days do drag,

If you can keep it together,

Feel like you live forever,

Spiral out of control,

Nothing really matters throughout any weather,

To keep everything happy?

As a god to hold up the sun,

Improve the blurred vision,

Buried masked to broken eyes,

Less of wake more of happen,

Time is at hand,

The way your future, past, and present moments are in demand,

Collect together all your thoughts,

Who cares, when the final whistle blows?

As the days unfold,

Open it up, never let it close.

Superficiem