karma police

Sustenance

“What is the point of love if you can't show it?” Sustenance, I answered cooly. Detatched. The gentle kick and soothing voice in the morning Nudging us into the next day.

Alternatively- the violent kick and screeching noise Shoving me off tomorrow's cliff.

“How would you find such a thing?” You won't find it unless you believe in it. And once you believe in it, you'll find it everywhere. Or so they say.