Navigating Iota

I never thought that I would be
here

lost in the static.



Wandering aimlessly

through the noise
so

hopelessly filled with hope.



Peeking in through windows

having the odd dream
and

regrettably counting the days.


It isn't real to me yet.

Tomorrow.

And it won't be,
not at least,
until it is today.

And even then i can only imagine
as i am
so dialed in

the microscopic subject of some everlasting gaze.