Questions

Some questions birth more questions.

Some answers do so too.
Remnant, resonant, recitations.
Déjà senti or jamais vu?

A lack of questions too, from time to time,

can cause many more to show. 

Liminal utterances, unsaid, unmimed;

Eyes play both mirrors, and windows.

Some, on vestiges, cast undue lights.

And in the wake of recall shadows shift.

Pristine, precise; impressions, insights.

Few felt; fewer left; admittedly adrift.

Small dalliances; less than tenth of a quarter;

Dominoes dancing: repartee, riposte;

Enveloping endless gray matter,

Each exchange, a bit more than most. 

In light, in darkness, in synchrony, 

covariably sehnsucht blooms.

Always taking more than it gives,

Like time, endlessly it looms.