paradise later

I can smell it

In the breeze

A long lost

Paradise.

It's something

I sometimes see

And ignore

So i can live

My life.

That clay

They used

To shape me

To walk through

The universe's mind

Memories that we hold

Illuminate,

Give light,

There's so little here

but so much

buried inside

I dig a hole

I build a bridge

I build a city and then the lie

that not now

but someday

we will arrive.