I wonder sometimes...

If nothing lives
That doesn’t die
And nothing is
That doesn’t live,
What comfort lies
So liberally spread
In common ground.

Finite moments
Bound by seeming infinity
Feel…hum-drum
A marker passes
Between then and after
The world shifts, infinity shrinks
And finite moments
Gain by perspective

Why must there always be
Something to say
Witty, sunny, silly
Where nothing need
Be said?
Sarcastic, realistic, optimistic
Imagine silence
…
Critical, hopeful, deceitful
Try saying nothing
…
Encouraging, condescending, commending
And see how it goes
…
Clever

And an old favorite, reworked yet again:

I saw destruction
Chemically induced
Revelations unlooked for
Wait…that was after
I saw a sign…fallen
Broken
Is this meaning or just
Circumstance?