a moment to reminisce.
days of old
days of calm, and patience.
months of clarity, near fulfillment.
now the busy worker bee
distracted for too many hours a day without creating
anything other than clever excuses as to my purpose in working.
nonetheless
in love, and admired.
hard working, and desired.
vivid dreams, and waking glory
comforting flaws, and the perfect story
idle aims, and racing thoughts
saving face, and taking shots
never punctual, but I always arrive
playing chicken with volcanoes
somehow,
I survive.
In amusement and awe
with a smirk of a smile
rough, yet content
just to stall for a while.
1 comment:
What we've all been waiting for. It is nice to let our mind relax a while and live un-burdened by too much thought, and just the right amount of liqour. I'm still glad to look here and see something has spilled out of it again. Two mint pieces dude, and I dare say your second is one of your best.
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