All you can do is make it better

All I pretend, laugh it doesn’t matter

There beneath the substrate

My reasons of seeming apart flow away

Like the span of decisions

Comprehending forms defined as thought

The comparisons are cheap

But when you know what is amongst you is a testimony

The forms take on shape, take on color

When things look confused

And the beginning is nothing that pride could befriend

Maybe all that wanders through is a point of emphasis

Connecting broadbands and pixels

If you feel secure leave moments to coalesce

They are redeeming the absence of youth