Loom - Frameworks

May let itself in with no interruption

As my head pressed against the glass window of my room

Cars pass, pursuing themselves

If I looked away would they change their nature

Or continue to pass, swaying with the weather

Each individual with drive and direction

Or a cast of pure fiction from my mind selecting

What to keep, from what I see

Calm and casually weighing on me

Possibly real, unknowingly certain

Maybe the flame blew out

Jolt of nerves and doused down

Maybe it wasn’t truly there

Jolt of nerves and disappeared

«Today I stand divided by the loyalty I owe.»

To the reality that’s just across the street

And to the inward real feeling

That up until now

Everything else has all still been but a dream

Today a cloud formed in my head

And it poured a rain of new reasons

But traffic never slowed