© Bhaveek Desai

Don’t have to;
These words don’t have to
Convey anything, no feeling,
No emotion, no story.
There’s no telling
When the boat of thought
Would stop sailing
On the stream of conscious awakening,
And currents of subconscious sleeping.
Row as you may, as you wish,
Or not; don’t have to;
The rowing don’t have to stop,
Or even continue, for that matter.
Let go of the faux clench,
And let the moment own the moment