another day in an expanding universe

Found myself in an ever expanding universe
Wondering if life is a gift or a curse

Waited so long to catch a ride on a shooting star
That never got me very far

Never found what I was searching for
Maybe, I never knocked on the right door

Began looking for an easy way out
Found myself guilty beyond any doubt

Nothing much was actually accomplished
Except the many fragments that were left demolished

Never got built up or let down by Buttercup
Scotty, Captain Kirk is ready to beam up

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Build Me Up Buttercup

The Foundations

fragments

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I keep a draft post called fragments
That’s full of odd bits and pieces
Shoved in one disjointed post together
In a collection that never ceases

Lines that went nowhere special
Or found themselves sadly cut out
Now crammed uncomfortably close together
Instead of leaving them scattered all about

Sometimes I have a little mercy
And rescue a phrase or a line or two
Use them to finish something else
Or to start something otherwise new

My memories are like these fragments
Disjointed and all jumbled in my mind
I can’t seem to let go of any of them
But can’t reuse them for a second time