Things, they fall apart.
Without care,
Without constant attention,
Entropy sneaks in.
Eroding, corroding,
Time conquers all.
Either because
The ask is too much,
Too late,
Never comes,
Or the sand,
Simply,
Runs
Out. Apologies, this is late, thought I’d set this to publish and did not. This is a little about interpersonal relationships, but also a bit of muse on political matters. Everything you gain, needs to be maintained, as recent events show…