At some in-obvious point,
Or instantaneous juncture,
Whether decisive and life-changing
Or isolated and inconsequential,
In this concurrent stream
Of nows, laters, and tomorrows,
Lifelines and desperate manoeuvres,
Would appear exhausted,
Interrupting the unrestricted expanse
Of continuous skyscape,
Barricading the gallery, and narrowing the corridor,
Known to wanderers, dreamers, and sleepwalkers.
© LeozInkz