wanderlust........

thoughts consume another location, other than, other then, now, hard working time spent on diligent escape plans, the two sides bicker, wrestle, moan, there used to be, nostalgia canceling now, but it

 works the other way too, commodity of time spent like water, with regret soon to follow, sickness invades an otherwise safe house, running rampant, installing an appreciation of the first breath of the

morning, time was that ability sat somewhere between execution and name dropping, now and then, the push and pull of the everyday, the social and the fabric, what is and what could have been..........

the action of inaction........

 the meantime streaked with pangs of guilty privilege and wasted moments, the soul sucking feeling of unproductive thoughts, eye burns, weariness, the time honored tradition of can be done, will be done,

on earth as it is in heaven, the chapel once aflame now undecided, election year dramatics, irrelevant but timely, a steady but slow hand could win the day with tiresome movements and kind words, these here laurels need no more weight...............

quotient.......

 selected memories curated solely for the sake of gratification, burnt laughter, babies cry, one more attempt to make it right, get it right, on time for nothing more than appropriation, satisfied that there

 could be more than vision allows, thankful more or less, the past, passed, follows age old wisdom,

into the dark carpeted safety, there is no logical explanation for the comfort of sterility...........