For some reason this reminds: For some reason this reminds me of the Grand Canyon and other such places. It is a blessing to those who perceive it and for those who only see stone, places such as these are quite deadly for the unmindful travellers. Pardon if I went off topic. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you so much for your: Thank you so much for your brilliant expression and your understanding of my vision. Coming from such a gifted and insightful poet, it means so much.
I accidentally posted my: I accidentally posted my response to your wonderful feedback above instead of using "reply". Didn't want you to think this went unappreciated.
Very hopeful and purposeful.: Very hopeful and purposeful. There is a surety of knowing even when it hasn't itself been presented yet. Thanks for sharing.
realistically surreal.: realistically surreal. Everything seems to be filtered and made sense of in our thoughts, what we know, what we don't, and the things that we are on the fence about. I like the title as it suggests; remember driving an old van once and its gears slipped between 2nd and 3rd, it was a sweaty task to get it to navigate the busy streets doing deliveries. Nowadays, automatics are the choice transmission.
story of my life. How strange: story of my life. How strange that what we grew up knowing is no longer or changing. Such instability is not good for people and nation.
"..the while the world: "..the while the world exphyxiates. Conflagrates."
What great lines, in terms of feel (with that powerful momentary pause adding emphasis), language, and the expressing of a confounding destruction. A burn despite a lack of oxygen.
All sealed with the world issuing it's "ultimate complaint". Another fine threading of yours, right on through the needle.