future person,

year after year, you return,

you descend from private dreams,

from timid hauntings, twisted lifetimes,

year after year, time folds,

and we face each other,

a premonition of my death,

an explanation for your birth,

some melancholy to leave behind,

some new name for an absent mind,

something growth, something hunger,

year after year, it's a new day,

the government is kneeling,

the priest is laughing,

future person, what do you even want?

say something, what does that look mean?

i know you know i know you know me,

you know it too, why are you here again?

are you still looking for proof?

dear future person, year after year,

is this certainty, sweet doomsday police?

are these chains even ours?

who tells the story? who tells the time?

month after month, week after week,

dear future person, day after day,

i’m reaching for your hand,

the creation of aadi,

& the little space left for god,

& the lightning in the ash.