Same ol'

nothing new
but
there never was

same song
sung under the same sun
spun still
in the first test
trial run

of the only one infinity

the same three shapes
and seven vowels
make legible the everything
pouring forth as midnight plastic
invent only a mold
to hold moments
from the splintered shadows
of the same old love
that always was

paint the roadmap from your quantum leap
squared me stop enough to claim polyamory
hug your partner
as electricity does water
if you share seared retina
if not, embrace infidelity

we
of the sideshow
let us converse of curtain
reinvigorate the attention to pinholes
and not intellect immunize the light
for being that same old light
because light
is a good enough term
to describe the blinding love
that is still the only existence
bored enough
to happen