In the infinite reaches of my mind,
There are junctions at which I stop at,
Junctions within infinity, how can it be?
Yes! A junction can be at poverty, or the rarity of common sense
That for sure not many regard, for it is not quite understood by them.
I may stop at love or is it jealousy that drive one so crazy to drown themselves within the sea?
At pleasure I may stay awhile, hoping that its the last,
But then I turn around a bend to find that junctions have no pastt.