a day or two not worth repeating, the seem to come often these days, the difficulty of living within arms reach takes it's toll now and then. although vocabulary expands the necessary applications sometimes get crossed with desire and addiction, these interactions make themselves known in not so subtle ways which are contrary to the setting sun..........
unfamiliar territory illustrates the allure of conservancy, the oh so delectable taste of routine so as to avoid the unexpected, years upon years of no parking sign blight has formed a thin film of cynicism and an affluent lifestyle, distance with a jaded vocabulary, baby steps are irrelevant until your feet can't perform them................
the infinite rhythm of luck tumbles on like so many cattle in the gates, waiting to erupt in a silent peace with panic in the eyes, i would like to diminish my role in the creation however this would allow for easy forgiveness of sins and the haunting past would mean nothing but blurry blear, cheap ramblings to be made up to suit one's fancy.............
slow to recover on the sharp side of the morning, the return of slick sidewalks are cleansing and welcome, eyes are hard to open with the lack of moisture, life is returning from a slow sleep, legs are tired from running from bad luck and now there is either acceptance or denial.............