reality’s tales
plays its trails
like a cassette tape.
spools rotate,
hitting repetition
and mistakes
goes into collision.
⠀⠀⠀
time never likes
to go back into reverse,
it is timeless
of your shenanigans,
it does not pity
what you’ll grave.
expect forward first,
straight to oblivion
or sinking in
unfamiliar skins.